It's Not You, It's Me...

Those words often relate to a relationship that's gone south, right? Either the guy or the girl says it to the other to get out of the relationship because for some reason or other, it's just not working and to spare the other person's feelings, you put the blame on yourself and not the other.

Waldorf First Grade

This post is titled "Waldorf First Grade" because there definitely is a distinction between Waldorf schools' first grade and any other school that I know of...not that I am familiar with any other school except for public and my own experience - I don't know if some private schools might also celebrate the first grade. Seemed like first grade was just another grade when I went to school.

Having a six year old is...GAHHHHHH

Is...frustrating? Infuriating? Irritating? Are these all synonyms?
It really can bring out the worst in me. She's at this age where she seems "old enough"! Old enough to remember things. Old enough for responsibilities...old enough to know better.

Just breathe...

Was at yoga tonight and the teacher confessed that she had a mini-meltdown during the day today and while she was crying to her mother, her mother's sage advice was, "You need to just breathe..."

Zero Waste?

Mannnn...that would be amazing. I dream about being like Bea or Lauren. They live Zero Waste lives and I think that is just so awesome.

Of course, I just learned of Lauren and her blog, Trash is for Tossers via Thoughtfully Magazine. When I came across her article, well, my heart sort of burst with envy that someone could be so disciplined - as I sit here at my cluttered desk in my cluttered office/crafting space.

Oh! Can I come?

Those four little words...sometimes, they are like fingernails on a chalkboard to me.

Sometimes, I just want a break from this child...why?

Because when we get to the car dealership, she is asking when we can leave...

When we get to the fabric store, she is asking me to buy her some frivolous nothing that she doesn't need and then goes on and on asking why not...

When we get to the vet's office she is asking when is the vet going to see us. How much longer...

Sometimes, I'd just like some peace and quiet in my life.

Being Able to Let Go...

Wow, it's been a hot minute since I've posted. Life...just sort of got in the way. Sure, there were things that I wanted to post about, thought about posting about, but then just got sidetracked.

What is striking me lately is that as a parent, we really need to have the ability to just Let Go. I am talking about being able to pry yourself away from keeping and "packratting" away Every. Single. Artwork. That your kid draws.