Another dinnertime gem. It was clear that he felt really good about being a part of his Principal’s moment of the day, but the idea that he’d actually sing in front of people and read a book for pleasure, well that was too much for the 12 year old brain to compute.
It’s Pink Shirt Day and as a father who has struggled with seeing my kids suffer from the negative effects of bullying I’d like all of us to just, be nice.
On the drive to early morning basketball practice we reflected on the days of the week and the unfair treatment Monday seems to get.
The vitriol for Wednesday was unexpected.
If you give it time after dinner just as you’re finishing clean-up, and you’re open to it, marvellous conversations can be had. Logic doesn’t always apply in these cases. Just go with it.
How gross does a sink have to be that a plant grows out of it? How does a seedling even find it’s way in there? From a mouth, right? Do I immediately throw out all our chia, hemp and pumpkin seeds? HOW MUST ONE PARENT IN THIS SITUATION??!!!
Ok. Right. Just do a better job of cleaning.