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Tag: boys
Fishermen of the ponds
Fishermen of the ponds.
Middle school dances — awesome or lame?
Middle school dances -- awesome or lame?.
Middle school dances — awesome or lame?
The year was 1990. I was 12 years old – not even a “teenager” yet when I went to my first junior high dance. It cost $2 to get into the “Skylark” – the dance club for teens in my hometown. Inside the double doors was a coat rack that led to a small eatery… Continue reading Middle school dances — awesome or lame?
Back-to-school shopping with a tween — A Tale of Two People
Back-to-school shopping with a tween -- A Tale of Two People.
Raising ‘hungry’ kids from sun UP to sun DOWN
It is the first official week of summer vacation – yes, it really did start last week, but my oldest was on vacation with his grandparents. Therefore, this week, starts week ONE of summer break.My food supply is already dwindling, with my patience and energy a close second and third.Today’s toasted cheese sandwiches were made… Continue reading Raising ‘hungry’ kids from sun UP to sun DOWN
“What are little boys made of?” — Finding the source of THE SMELL
“What are little boys made of?”The nursery rhyme answered my question eons ago … during the 19th Century to be exact.Depending on the version you read, they are either made of “frogs and snails and puppy dog tails.”Girls, of course, are always made of “sugar and spice and all things nice.”This nursery rhyme set boys… Continue reading “What are little boys made of?” — Finding the source of THE SMELL
Homecoming isn’t what it used to be
Homecoming isn’t what it used to be.
Homecoming isn’t what it used to be
Thanks to fashion trends and the invention of social media, attending homecoming in 2013 isn’t what it used to be for today’s teens.According to Facebook, here are a few postings from friends (edited for space and content):DRESS SHOPPING – “Heading to the mall now, to find a dress for the homecoming dance that starts in… Continue reading Homecoming isn’t what it used to be
