I’ve been paying attention to what it means when we say “books for boys.” As authors and conference attendees we hear the following: There is a shortage of books for boys. Boys are more reluctant readers than girls. Due to number 2 above, publishers lean towards “books for girls” for better sales. If we don’t… Continue reading A paradigm shift in thinking about “books for boys.”
I remember my dad saying these words when I was about 13 years old. He was talking to someone else. I didn't understand them at the time, but for whatever reason I never forgot them. Eventually, I understood.
Even at 18 years, they will still call for Mom!
James -- “Did your mom tell you about the other car?” Matt-- “Yeah, but she told me to tell you ‘no’.” *Later* Me -- “Hey, I told you not to tell James that I told you about the car.” Matt -- “Wait! I told him not to tell you that I told him… Continue reading To Car or Not to Car
“Hey Mom! Led Zeppelin's playing,” Matt points to the UK Folklorama Pavilion program as James I take our seats across the table from him. “And Maiden Manitoba. Check it out, it’s an Iron Maiden cover band.” Matt passes me the paper and I read it over – The Revival, covering Led Zeppelin and the Maiden… Continue reading Mind Meld with a Crazy Person–oh wait, that’s me.
While attending a foster parent training, there were several items placed in the middle of each table. Observing that most people didn't know what to do with these items, left them alone (me included) assuming they were part of the training to be used later. A few people at other tables were playing with items… Continue reading The Fidget Box
Child 1 ~ "Stop kicking me." Child 2 ~ "He's touching me." Child 1 ~ "You're kicking me." Child 2 ~ "Suzanne, he's squishing my toes." Me ~ "OK, everyone freeze, no one move." *pulls out phone and sets camera, clicks picture under table.* To child 2 - "Put your feet back to your side… Continue reading Stop Touching Me!