It was last Tuesday that I finally made the trek to our local elementary school to watch superman play soccer with eight other under-fives. Seriously, the socks and the shin guards make the uniform. It could not possibly get any cuter than that. I had monchichi with me and we alternated between him running away…
soccer mom in mourning
I’m really a mom….
Sometimes it is still so hard to grasp the fact that I am a mom. I don’t know why. It has been well over six years since I first endured the horrific pain of labor followed immediately by a euphoric love for a newborn that stole my heart right from under me. I make breakfasts,…
I have an honest kid…..
It is customary, in our home, to end the day with a sweet little prayer that my parents taught my preschooler to say. This prayer is said in Polish, and my sister and I grew up reciting it as well. Dobranoc, Dobranoc, aniolki na noc……..good night angels. Hearing our little guy say it each night…
Honesty…..Kindergarten Style
I was lucky enough to endure two bouts of pink eye in the last week. In both eyes. Needless to say, I was grumpy, and being grumpy is not part of the job description for a kindergarten teacher. I tried in vain to be extra cheerful during circle time. I stretched my mouth into a…
Out of sugar? Don’t come knockin on my door…..
After obsessively logging on and reading a dear friend’s blog (classy chaos) for the last six months, I have finally decided to try this blogging business for myself. What finally inspired me to take the plunge and divulge the details of my not-so-boring life? A brisk walk through my upper-middle- class neighborhood finally did me…



