I titled my writing space "Everything Grows" based on the song by Raffi that was stuck in my head. It has been a concept on my mind a lot lately as I lean into pandemic stereotypes of creating giant garden spaces, brewing kombucha, enjoying sourdough bread my husband bakes, cutting hair, and generally being amazed by the new things my son learns and does each day. In this season where we have been doing the same routine since March, it can be hard to feel like anything is progressing. I'm still home. I'm grateful to live in a place with seasonal changes though because despite the unchanging pandemic routine, the earth is changing and growing and dying and living. I also have long felt that no matter what, everyone can learn - make progress - grow. No matter the obstacle standing between my students and their learning - a diagnosed learning difference - an insufficient meal - a distracted mind during lessons - if I start from the foundation of believing that everyda
We are already nearing the end of August, and schools all across the country are moving forward on starting school however they feel is best. The decision on what to do with your kids is not made lightly and is complicated to say the least. I imagine many parents are frozen with decision fatigue and overwhelmed with the continued struggle to juggle all the responsibilities that come with working from home while your kids are home. First let me say, you aren't crazy and you aren't alone in your many feelings - angry at the people who couldn't make sacrifices this summer to slow the spread of the virus, at the reality the virus is still a thing infecting and killing people daily, at the sweet precious angel child who has asked you one time too many what's for dinner; sorrowful that your kids are starting milestone school years by grabbing a poptart and walking to their rooms, that you aren't able to sign up the fam for all their favorite activities that are life givi