In less than one month it will be 12 months… …that the Wild One has been doing some-type-of-learning distance learning. And even though there were a couple of months when children were finally allowed to go out again, and the Wild One got to spend some time with her buddies, it still seemed as if we were stuck in a perpetual lockdown. But we have been one of the lucky ones throughout this pandemic. We never got sick. Nobody in…
The Wild One received The Book With No Pictures from our friend, and literally judged the book by its cover.
I was mortified.
I sit on the couch and I mindlessly scroll on my phone. I have Slack, Trello and Toggl opened on my laptop. I should log in, but I wait. I check the time. I look behind me. I listen for the creak. I look across the couch at my husband. We both sigh. And then we both wait.
I walked into the room. Exasperated. I’m just so tired of this. I sigh loudly as I step over a pile of capes, books, dinosaurs, a magnet wand, and tulle. There is always tulle somewhere in this house.
In my previous life as a nursery owner and teacher of fabulous kids, I spent the majority of the past eight years creating activities and planning crafts for children. But even with that experience under my belt, I panicked when I learned about the school closure. Even though the Wild One is very independent, and often finds ways to keep herself busy…she also has the energy of ten Olympians and the curiosity of a mad scientist—any long stint at home…