Week 3: Being Still

According to the rules of my New Year’s Resolution, I’m meant to be doing for others what I would want done for me. This *should* be easy, right? Surprise surprise, this has become an increasingly mindbending endeavor. This requires a clarity of thought that I don’t often have in abundance. “What would I want doneContinue reading “Week 3: Being Still”

Week 2: A Golden Rule Conundrum

I had just spent a good thirty minutes folding clothes. They were not mine, because my clothes get the royal treatment. I usually hang mine up as they leave the washer, so that they dry nicely. I know. It’s selfish. But whatever. Call it self care. “Okay, everybody! Come get your laundry and put itContinue reading “Week 2: A Golden Rule Conundrum”

The “Golden Rule Rules” Rules

You know me by now, right? I like rules. I like to make rules and I like holding myself accountable to rules. So obviously, when Lily Fields makes a New Year’s Resolution, it comes with rules. I find that this helps break down a resolution into smaller chunks, making it hard to fail entirely, which,Continue reading “The “Golden Rule Rules” Rules”

Week 1: The Golden Rule Rules

This is my first roundup of the highlights from my Golden Rule resolution….that is…my resolution to live out the Golden Rule in as many ways as possible in 2023. First up, whereas this, pre-scalawags had been something we always used to do, but had stopped doing it in the last few years. It is soContinue reading “Week 1: The Golden Rule Rules”

Wool is, Indeed, Quite Cool

Why helllllooo!! For weeks now, I have been making oblique references to a project I’ve undertaken with the scalawags’ school, which I have given the aptly adorable title, Wool is Cool. I think the school principal thought I was nuts when I sent him an email last May, telling him that I had a trunkContinue reading “Wool is, Indeed, Quite Cool”

Tiny Dancer

Warning. Things are about to get mushy. You’ve heard me say this a lot, but my eldest child is a carbon copy of his indulgent father. He looks like him, talks like him, thinks like him. They have similar reactions to things. Neither of them see it, but as someone who loves both of themContinue reading “Tiny Dancer”

My Own Little Tempest in a Teapot

It’s happening again. That dreadful, awful thought happened last week for the first time in months and I feel like I’m back to square one. What thought? you may ask, because you are a thoughtful reader who cares that I sound like I am freaking out and because I am freaking out. ”I’m losing myContinue reading “My Own Little Tempest in a Teapot”

How’s that ambivalence coming along?

I entered parenthood with a great deal of ambivalence. I never was a fan of babies, and I had a love/hate relationship with children. The love part was that I know they are the future: teach them well and bla-bla-bla. The hate part was the irrationality, the ungratefulness, the noise… My only real experience withContinue reading “How’s that ambivalence coming along?”

The Little Scientist Presents

Of my two scalawags, I would be hard pressed to say which one is more into working with wool. Don’t get me wrong, they aren’t running home after school and plunging into it (the way I am, in a desperate attempt to get it all washed before summer hits!) Each one has their own interestContinue reading “The Little Scientist Presents”

Lily, the Little Prince and the Fleece

“The proof that the little prince existed is that he was charming, that he laughed, and that he was looking for a sheep. If anybody wants a sheep, that is a proof that he exists.” Antoine de St Exupéry, The Little Prince Do you remember back in September, when I went on an over-excited rampage aboutContinue reading “Lily, the Little Prince and the Fleece”