by Chrissie McLaughlin on December 8th, 2012

Kulia had a writer come to her class to teach poetry. This is what she brought home….

I know my classroom.
The smell of fresh paper,
The smell of lead on a pencil,
The smell of jolly ranchers.

I know my classroom.
The sound of a pencil moving on paper,
The sound of books opening and closing,
Sneakers squeaking.

I know my classroom.
“Turn to page five,”
“Time for Mrs. Tricky!”
“Line up!”

I know my classroom.

Dinner Love

by Chrissie McLaughlin on December 6th, 2012

Kulia: Mom, I’m hungry. What’s for dinner?

Me: Um, I don’t know. How about we go to Red Robin?

Kulia: Yeah! We are saved from the horrible awful things you make!

Me: (sob)

October 1st

by Chrissie McLaughlin on October 1st, 2012

What is it about Fall?  I’m not an artist or photographer but yet I find myself talking about “the light” to people.  There is something about autumn sunshine that does the most amazing things to the colors around you.  I can’t call things blue or green.   Right now, I find myself savoring the words burnt umber, cerulean, emerald green, fiery red, mustard yellow.   Walking home today, I tried to say the colors I saw.  I must have looked crazy as I stopped before a bush, running through all the crayola colors I knew trying to capture this red/yellow hue.  But that’s what Fall does for me.  More so than spring.  Spring here is just two dull two-tone.  Grey sky + brown mud.  That’s it.  But Fall?  Fall has so much more to offer visually.  And when that crisp azure blue sky hits the hunter green sky line of trees, you just have to stop and admire it.  Or at least, I do.


by Chrissie McLaughlin on September 29th, 2012

We took a picture at our playgroup yesterday.  We met when our kids were just born.  Together, we complained about sleepless nights, watched first crawls, shared birthdays, stories, grips, and advice.  And our kids have known each other since birth.  It has been 7 years that we have been meeting weekly.  That makes for some pretty good friends.  I’m glad we finally got a picture together.

Seven years, still going!

First Smile

by Chrissie McLaughlin on September 18th, 2012

I read this post and was instantly transported back in time. I was remembering that first magic smile. I was so shattered with sleep loss, anxiety, and exhaustion that I burst into tears of relief when Leina first smiled at me. I was so convinced I was breaking her. That smile was my lighthouse in a storm when I thought I was sunk. I haven’t thought of that moment in a long time. Oh how far I’ve come!

A Slow Sick Weekend

by Chrissie McLaughlin on September 16th, 2012

We are all down with minor sniffles. Nothing major but it has us moving slow this weekend. Lots of computer playing, house chores, tea and hot soup for us. And the DS. Lots and lots of the DS. But honestly, I kind of like a slow lazy weekend. All the snotty Kleenex lying about? Not so much. But a reason to putter and stay home is more than welcomed after the flurry of back to school.


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