I have been absent from here so long that the dust has piled up and they are ready to board up the windows and hang a condemned sign on the door.  It isn’t that I don’t have anything to write about–it is almost that I have too much to write about and most of it stems from my work with charter schools and my PhD program in education.  Much of it wants to be written about but I am a bit tired of being on my soapbox (I find myself there often in my PhD classes).

I have been busy.  I just returned late Wednesday night from back to back charter school conferences and it has led me to become increasingly frustrated with my job and the limitations I have placed on me by those in power.  I want to do more–to serve our charter schools more.  But the academic politics are too much and are difficult to navigate and even more difficult to change.

The kids are doing awesome.  Noah is flourishing at school.  He is a real boy and is quickly having to learn to not be such a physical boy.  But it is hard as boys really appear to be hard wired for that and that hard wiring doesn’t seem to change–watch a group of guys together and they are bumping into each other and punching each other “in fun” and then we wonder why our little boys do it.  Of course we then wrestle with them at home, etc.  He is just learning to navigate the social norms that we demand within a polite society.

Zoë on the other hand–what a pistol she is.  No is her absolute favorite word.  It is her go to answer.  Her default.  It’s pretty funny when she says no and then has that moment of realization that maybe that wasn’t the right answer.  She is talking more and more each day.  I can’t believe she is going to be two in just over a week.  Unbelievable.

Life is busy and I am exhausted–both mentally and physically.  I miss it hear–so please don’t condemn it just yet.