Dom and Grace

Dom Day today. Driving through fog as thick as the Phillies’ New Wave Metric Thinking—but that is for another post. Dom was raring to go this morning. Did not even want to get out of his pajama bottoms, so that’s how we went. And Paw Patrol sneakers and a T-shirt. And sunglasses. Two streets from… Continue reading Dom and Grace

“I Liked Being Two”

Dom and I  had a philosophical discussion about the inevitability of aging. Sort of. The dialogue was part of the-drive-to-pre-K-weekly-entertainment. This Wednesday, that included rounds of “I spy”, a discussion about the advantages of having extender arms, like Inspector Gadget, and Dom’s internal scenario-playing, fashioned around a little model diecast jet plane I gave him, “Who are they?”… Continue reading “I Liked Being Two”

Calling BS

In 1993, before school shootings were a thing, we had a  shooting in the high school where I taught. A kid brought a gun into Mod 1 biology and shot a classmate in the back of the head, killing him instantly. You can read a newspaper account HERE. We had no plans for dealing with… Continue reading Calling BS