Cottonmouth and the River by C.S. Fritz

Hello! Today Mikey is sharing his first book review with everyone. He and Nico have asked for special jobs that will earn them money towards a new puppy. Mikey suggested writing his own book reviews, most likely knowing I could never refuse. Meet Freddie Cottonmouth – A Boy Who Loves the River, Big Adventures, and a Furry Beast named Tug. Tug… Read More

Smells Like

The other day a group of girls from junior high walked up to me during lunch recess. We chatted for a while about books and the upcoming student council elections. One girl leaned towards me and inhaled deeply through her nose. “Mrs. Kendall,” she said. “You smell like books.” “Books?” I love books as much as the next person–probably more–I… Read More

Oh, My Little Buttercup

The other day the boys and I went out to lunch at a Chinese place with tofu items on the menu. Nico has loved tofu since he was a baby, so even though Buttercup inspired him to give up meat (at least land animals) he’s always been a fan of the bean. As we were leaving, we noticed a group… Read More

All The Light We Cannot See

A prayer or some positive thoughts my way would be greatly appreciated. Lately, I’ve been feeling spread thin and anxious. I’ve been doing too much, saying yes too often. When I agreed to work at the boys’ school, I did so thinking it would be good for me to get out of the house with the Mister traveling so much…. Read More

Luckiest Girl Alive by Jessica Knoll

HER PERFECT LIFE IS A PERFECT LIE. As a teenager at the prestigious Bradley School, Ani FaNelli endured a shocking, public humiliation that left her desperate to reinvent herself. Now, with a glamorous job, expensive wardrobe, and handsome blue blood fiancé, she’s this close to living the perfect life she’s worked so hard to achieve. But Ani has a secret. There’s… Read More

Poop

I shudder when I think back to the teachers who used to scold us if we didn’t cough and sneeze into our cupped palms. We truly were walking, talking vector sites. These days, you’re supposed to cough and sneeze into your elbow. I tell the little kids to do it like Dracula. I’ll pretend I’m about to sneeze and, with… Read More