My day was already in high drama mode when I picked up the phone and heard: “Hi, this is Ruth from school. Brett’s Kindergarten teacher.” My face went flush. It was 10:30. I was sure my daughter had dropped the plate of cookies we’d made for the teacher lunch. Had it taken a full twoContinue reading “Tote Bag Trauma”
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Confessions of a Target Mom
I am not a Soccer Mom. At least I don’t consider myself to be one. I am a Mom and my daughter did play soccer. Well, she had a uniform, shin guards and cleats and she occasionally kicked a soccer ball if it came close to her. She probably thinks I am a Soccer Mom.Continue reading “Confessions of a Target Mom”
The Night of the Radish (best served raw)
It was huge. A four-legged jet-black monster with a purple tongue was standing less than six feet from me, chewing something, and staring at me like I was the one who didn’t belong in my own front yard. He was right. My first day as a stay-at-home mom was turning out to be almost asContinue reading “The Night of the Radish (best served raw)”
Confessions of a Target Mom 