I found an old paper in my desk drawer with a list of stuff my daughter had said when she was six or seven. I had meant to post it on my blog, but I’ve waited until she turned ten to do so. She wouldn’t say these things now, but it is fun to look... Continue Reading →
My ten-year-old daughter's substitute teacher asked her what she was going to be for Halloween. My daughter responded, "Lucy Ricardo, from I Love Lucy." The substitute responded, "Hmm. I'm not familiar with that." What?!?!? "How old is this lady?" I asked my daughter. "I don't know. . . . She has white hair." "Has she... Continue Reading →
In July, I explained why I’m not a craft blogger. Today I’ll explain why I’m not a mom blogger. Yet technically I am one, because according to Mashable, a mom blogger is any woman with kids at home who has read or contributed to a blog in the last 30 days. However, I don’t consider... Continue Reading →
“The Raven” (1845) is a poem nobody can escape. Whether you had to memorize certain stanzas or just participate in a read-aloud session in seventh-grade English class, it is a classic poem you likely haven’t missed and one you likely haven’t forgotten. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of the repetitious words at the end... Continue Reading →
I tried to make my daughter curtains. Out of a tablecloth. That sounds simple enough, and I know how to sew, thanks to 4-H, but they turned out horribly. And it wasn’t exactly my fault. I sewed straight lines. I measured correctly. I even matched the thread. I did not, however, choose the right material... Continue Reading →
Have you ever noticed that once your favorite blog gets Freshly Pressed, the posts stop coming? I’ve seen this happen with several blogs, particularly those that I’ve thoroughly enjoyed and loved. There was one particular blog that I found in my early days of blogging, back in the first part of 2012. I absolutely loved... Continue Reading →
Okay, that’s some really bad potty humor, but it made us laugh. My daughter and I had been reading Tumtum and Nutmeg: Adventures Beyond Nutmouse Hall (2008), a lovely adventure story about domesticated (and quite civilized) mice. We left the book on a chair in our living room, and when my husband sat on it... Continue Reading →
I’ve spent the last few days traveling because of an academic conference in Toronto, Canada. It was my first time presenting at a big national/international conference, and I felt that it went well. My presentation and the other panelists’ presentations sparked a lot of interesting conversation and critical discourse. I’m glad it is over, but... Continue Reading →
My two-year-old recently turned three, and it looks like she has finally grown out of wanting to watch episodes of Curious George over and over and over (and over). They are all on Netflix, and I think we have seen each episode of all five seasons at least ten times. I’m not exaggerating. We considered... Continue Reading →
I was talking to one of my friends recently about the problems with being a pianist. She plays the piano like I do, and we are often asked to accompany people at our church when they sing or play another instrument. We came to the conclusion that it really is a thankless job, even though... Continue Reading →
The Bookshelf of Emily J. 