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A picture-perfect family?
8/31/2009 10:51:02 PM
The e-mail came late the other night — I need u to send me a photo of the family. Thanks!!

"Family" meaning
him, his brother, his dad and me. Whose idea that was — his or the teacher's, I have no idea. Teachers and schools don't really get divorced families, the need for two sets of paperwork to go to two separate house, etc. And that "family" isn't always Mom, Dad and kids.

There always seems to be one teacher who needs pictures of his or her students’ family; I understood it in elementary school when most young kids are still trying to figure out who’s connected to whom and why — especially since most parents throw them curve balls by calling longtime friends “Aunt” or “Uncle. But in high school?

And there never was a problem back in elementary school, because I was a SAHM and married and I was keeper of photographs, as most mothers are.

But now, I am a full-time working divorced mother, and “family photo” has a different meaning. Our family looks different now. Which family is the teacher talking about?

Don't obsess about your obsessions
8/15/2009 10:32:58 AM
Can obsessions be a good thing?

I'm not sure, but when the call went out to fess about what we obsess about, I was so there.
The mommy bailout
8/12/2009 11:41:11 PM
This has been a year of bailouts, but in my house, there have been bailouts for years. I’ve been the Bailout Queen since Day 1. You know — the kind of mother who drops what she’s doing to drive over to her kid’s school to drop off the lunch she notices is still sitting on the countertop, or the homework or field trip permission slip still on the kid’s desk (well, in the case of my family, on the floor).

I have come to my kids’ rescue throughout their young lives.

But at some point, it should stop — right?
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