This will probably be an odds and ends post – what else can I do when I haven’t written for a few weeks?
Is it more embarrassing if your mom talks about your mental or gastrointestinal health?
If Bella is going to be a more typical kid — pickier eater, better sleeper, stranger aware, fall down on the ground tantrums, frustrated by her inability to speak intelligible words, sharing and smacking in equal measures — boy, the next year is going to suck.
I feel cheated by the lack of rain. Rain is not my favorite part of spring, but rain now would wash away the dirty icky snow (and dirty icky airmass hovering over Wisconsin). And the dirty snow needs to go. Instead of drenching rain, we have fog.
Drifting fog + stagnant green water in the far fields + ice patches + winter trees = the landscape of a ghost tale. In Scotland.
Just because you know what you’re doing is potentially and probably dumb, it doesn’t make it any easier to do the smarter thing. Self preservation may be smart, but it isn’t easy. This is probably universally true, not just in worklife.
I am struck that Scott Walker’s idea to break MPS into 10-12 districts is not nearly as interesting as if he suggested a county wide solution. You know, creating a city-county school district. Of course, the 10-12 districts could each be the suburb at the edges of Milwaukee, each taking a piece. Leaving behind maybe 2-3 smaller fully urban districts.
I can’t even tell if I hate this idea.
I really can’t even believe I don’t live in Milwaukee anymore.
And I wonder where the suburbanites who fled Milwaukee would flee if there were combined city suburban districts.
How can I be frustrated with my daughter’s pessimism when I am not exactly a ray of sunshine?
Just rain! Rain! Rain! Blow in some new weather.
Henry has more homework in kindergarten than Miranda had in first and second grade.
Miranda got her state test scores and her MAPS scores. She is doing well. She finally wants to read harder books. I wonder if testing well is an inherited trait? They make her more nervous than I even remember feeling.
We had a quiet weekend ahead of us. I hope.