Diary of a Minecraft Boy

Once upon a time, there lived a little girl who ate words for her meals and lived off of their sustenance in her imagination.   She dreamed that one day, her fairytale would unfold as most did; complete with a forest, long swinging hair, a long spinny dress, singing birds and squirrels, a castle, and … Continue reading Diary of a Minecraft Boy

What is the measure of a man in America in 2015?

I don't know. I am not a man.  Let's start there. I grew up with two sisters, my mom and my dad. Now, at 42, my family is composed of my husband, my three boys ages 12, 9 and 6, and our 6 year old black lab, Rudy (also a boy). And I love football. … Continue reading What is the measure of a man in America in 2015?

reading, writing and cookies

The scent of ginger and baking grain drifted into the hallway, wrapping itself around the neat line of five year olds.  The teacher turned to whisper to her class, "I think we're close, don't you think?!"  Wide eyes and nodding heads agreed. And then, as we crept into the school kitchen, and spied the oven, … Continue reading reading, writing and cookies