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It’s all in the cards

When I was a student teacher, I was fortunate enough to work with some pretty amazing masters in their classrooms. One of them, a wise and hilariously sardonic intermediate teacher who was nearing the end of her career, noticed my leanings towards anxiety long before I had any clinical diagnosis, and pulled me aside for… Continue reading It’s all in the cards

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To reason or not to reason 

I’m a sort of obnoxious parent. For reasons that are right for my family and me, I rationalize and reason with Daughter so that she is sure to understand the consequences she receives for her actions almost all of the time. This goes for positive and negative consequences, and it works for us. Daughter is… Continue reading To reason or not to reason 

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This is a gift

    This post will be hard for me to write, but I have loyal readers now and a few have made a request. Also, some events have happened around my loved ones over the past week that have motivated me to share. I know it is hubris to think that my little blog could… Continue reading This is a gift

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No offense, but…

As a classroom teacher, something that I found really important about my job was the tiny part known as “character education.” In this minuscule area of teaching we were to help kids learn not only how to make good decisions and avoid peer pressure, but how to grow up and essentially be positive and helpful… Continue reading No offense, but…

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“Nope, not pregnant. Just fat,” and other things I don’t say anymore now that I’m not a teacher.

There are so many things that I miss about being an elementary school teacher.  Halloween just passed by, and I remember the day with fondness.  I loved creating the most engaging lessons for whatever topic we were studying to make sure my kids were engaged the whole week, no matter which day the holiday fell… Continue reading “Nope, not pregnant. Just fat,” and other things I don’t say anymore now that I’m not a teacher.