you need a man right, nancy?

Finishing up a workshop the other day, two seven year olds remained in the studio.

One had wanted to add a kitty to her Family Tree because they had gotten a kitty since she completed her Tree with me last summer

The one with no cats looked at other’s tree and said Where is your dad? Why isn’t he in the Family Tree?

Without missing a beat, she responded, I don’t have a dad.

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ground control to Major Tom

I went into the girls washroom and there she was. Super popular. Super skinny. Knock kneed in a way that made me jealous.

We hate you. And you are fat.

She scared me. I was only 8. And for the record, according to my grandmother, I had just the right amount to squeeze.

Later that year my best friend was inviting both of us to her birthday party. She told her if she was going to come she had to be nice to me.

It was a compelling start to a long friendship

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please don’t raise your children to be assholes

Most days I am charmed to death and encouraged by the young. But far too often I worry about what is going to become of too many of the ‘lucky’.

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