By marybethrew, on May 6th, 2013%
quinn and i have a scrabble game going on, laid out on the table in his bedroom. he got interested in it because he “helped” me play a few words in the game words with friends (ie scrabble on a smart phone) and one time he looked over my shoulder and told me, “mama, you . . . → Read More: up
By marybethrew, on April 18th, 2013%
i feel as though i have spent an increasing amount of energy getting groups of professionals to spend a diminishing amount of time with quinn, providing me with more and more far-fetched “plans of attack” for how to deal with his behavioral challenges, while they rule out in mere minutes that any of his challenges . . . → Read More: what would yoda do?
By marybethrew, on March 26th, 2013%
i love our home. i love the laundry running on the super-dry cycle by the woodstove. i love the christmas lights twinkling all around the rooms. i love the enormous trees surrounding our home like they are the world’s tallest sentries standing guard. i love the moss on the roof. i love the long . . . → Read More: where fedex fears to tread
By marybethrew, on February 18th, 2013%
“it’s about a shifting consciousness that’ll bring an end to war
so listen up you fathers, listen up you sons,
tell me which side are you on, now, which side are you on?”
~ani difranco
send good thoughts our way on wednesday. when our child . . . → Read More: which side are you on?
By marybethrew, on February 15th, 2013%
my bioregional swap partner (who also happens to be the creator of the bioregional swap) mary, sent me an amazing deck of cards. it is a set of 28 cards (number of days in a moon cycle) with photos that she took, and then passages written on the back of each one. she suggested bringing . . . → Read More: castles in the air
By marybethrew, on December 14th, 2012%
sometimes academics happen at bedtime. the other night, quinn was trying to figure out what time it was and we ended up having a whole math lesson on counting by fives (he took over at 55 and went to 100 after i got him started) at which point we learned it had been 7:35 (but . . . → Read More: elevens
By marybethrew, on October 1st, 2012%
it has taken me a while to write this post, and for that reason, a month of unschool is several months behind. i’m ready to update now… getting past this particular month of going to school and then coming back home took me a while to process, but i still feel that documenting the learning . . . → Read More: ~a month of unschool~
By marybethrew, on September 27th, 2012%
on wednesday afternoon i picked quinn up from his dad’s. shortly thereafter, i texted my best friend that i had just realized i was now breathing again. until then i guess i had been holding my breath and when i had him back in my arms it was okay for life to resume. tuesday had . . . → Read More: in which i eat my words about labels
By marybethrew, on September 11th, 2012%
ms. jessa told me with a smile and a chuckle after school on quinn’s third day that he had been particularly attached to her that afternoon. specifically, attached to her arm, touching her skin. later when i asked him about it he told me it was because, “her skin is just like chocolate, mama. and . . . → Read More: diversity
By marybethrew, on September 5th, 2012%
i asked quinn about his preferences for what kinds of foods he’d like to pack in his lunchbox for school, and we ended up having a splendid conversation. first, i told him my reason for making a list, which was both to refresh my memory on days when i couldn’t remember what to pack, and . . . → Read More: in his lunchbox
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