Two Georgia high school teachers who recently started their year online decided they would not let the changes of school this fall hold them — or their students — down.
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It was a running joke between Jamie Lee Hurtt and her 10-year-old daughter, Azariah, that Hurtt would become TikTok famous and have more followers than her daughter. Neither of them ever expected they would end up going viral together, or like this.
You might have seen a theme to many of my posts in the past year: I turned 40. For me, turning 40 was kind of a big deal. It’s a big deal because it is a turning point, at least for me, in perspective. But it has also been a turning point in my motherhood,…
My family did not forget my birthday. Today, the morning of my 40th birthday, my parents called my cell phone at 8:29 AM and sang “Happy Birthday” to my voice mail while I tried desperately to squeeze in a few more moments of sleep (and, maybe, denial). My husband had the 6-year-old and the 2-year-old in…
It’s the legs that really kill me. At twelve, my oldest son’s face is still his face. Though his baby cheeks have hollowed and he now stands at my height, pointedly meeting my gaze when we argue, his eyes betray him every time: they still give me the face of the same baby I held…
In many ways, my childhood was completely conventional. My parents raised me in a two-story house in suburbia and sent me to public schools. I have one younger brother and a dog. My mom played team tennis and was president of the PTA, my dad was an attorney and came home every night from the…
I can honestly say that sending my oldest child to middle school last fall was one of the more daunting tasks I have encountered as a mother. I know, I know – kids survive sixth grade every day, I’m being dramatic and ridiculous, and I need to get over myself already. But since the…
Finally, I can announce some exciting news! Last January, Lindsey Mead came to me with her idea to gather ten writers to write about the different ages of childhood, from one-year-old toddlers to ten-year-old tweens. We found eight amazing writers to help us in this endeavor, and the results were “This Is Childhood.” Last summer,…
“I want a pet of my own,” 9-year-old Charlie stated one morning over his frozen waffle. I raised an eyebrow and tipped my head toward the giant designer puppy sitting in the corner of the room, remnants of someone’s Boba Fett figure still stuck in the hair on his chin. “No, I want something that…
My friend, the stealthily witty and sometimes devastatingly candid Jamie Krug, tapped me to participate in a blog tour exploring our writing process. I said yes without even seeing the questions, and once I saw them, I was a little intimidated. The past few months, I have felt quiet. I’ve sort of been in the…