Parkland, FL

I started a post today about how catty 5th grade girls are and then….

Parkland, Florida

The year after I graduated high school, was the Columbine shooting (13 lives lost). It was inconceivable that an American child would shoot and kill other American children in a school. I remember specifically and repeatedly trying to process that concept in my brain; we weren’t being attacked by another country. No this wasn’t an international war. It was the catalyst for what became a copycat, mass killing, American culture which we have carefully constructed and intricately threaded into the very fabric of who were are, with the most pigheaded and dangerous minds and laws in the world.

Because some people like to hunt.

Parkland, Florida. Killer bought an assault rifle because child killer was too young to buy a handgun.

Now go back and read that sentence again. Pigheaded and dangerous law.

Child killer wasn’t shopping for a hunting rifle. He had been expelled, he was angry, he had made threats and this has become our copycat, mass killing culture.

To him, this was the next logical step. We will start to hear all the heroic stories of teachers laying down their lives for their students because American teachers are on the frontlines of our civil war against school shootings. They become involuntary, instant, unarmed soldiers in nanoseconds. And they so commonly don’t live. (Remember that when your superintendent gives himself raise and not the teachers, btw.)

A parent said today on the news, “you never this this could happen to you.” And there usually is at least one person who says, “you never think it can it happen to you.” But what we’re all thinking is, “when is it going to happen near me?”

My heart and prayers go out to Florida.




There are two things you don't want to hear when picking up books with your 4 year old.

1. Mom! CATCH!

2. Mommy, I need a ladder!

Flattery Will Get You Everywhere 

I believe it was Mike Tyson who once said that, “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.”

Sissy et al. begs to differ. She was extremely flattered today when her 2 1/2 sister tried drinking Sissy et al.’s bath water while she was still in it.

Her et al. will not be accepting kisses from the toddler until her teeth are brushed to my satisfaction….I’ve seen how thoroughly my tweenager bathes.