In five days my kids and I will fly to Disney World for the Disney Social Media Moms conference. It still seems unreal even as I type this. Here’s why…
A little background:
Last year my youngest daughter was very ill. The whole year was about fear. Fear for her health. Fear of the medical bills that were overwhelming us. Fear of what would befall us next. It was very hard. Through it all my daughter remained positive. She consistently had a sparkle in her eye and light in her heart. That’s the way she’s always been, truthfully. A bundle of hopeful, creative, inquisitive energy. The illness robbed her of much of her daily energy, but she never let it take her smile, at least not completely. I ached for her because she was robbed of so much, particularly the magic of Kindergarten, which she had looked so forward to. She lost most the year to doctors visits and procedures. It was a disappointment. She is better now, though we are always watchful since the Doctor’s never did figure out what it was that she had.
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Saturday mornings through March 6th are a Comedy of Errors. No, not at my home, but on Navy Pier at the Chicago Shakespeare Theatre. Now through March 6th the World famous Chicago Shakespeare Theatre is producing their wildly popular Short Shakespeare series, featuring The Comedy of Errors. This series sports family friendly 75 minute abridged versions of the bards’ famous works, easily digestible for minds as young as 8. I brought my 11, 8 and 6 year olds along. The story kept my kids’ attention fully. Eventhough the show is in verse the actors did such a beautiful job of playing the content of their dialog that my kids weren’t lost. It also helped that the show itself is filled with physical comedy that kept us all on the edge of our seats anxious for more. My 6 year old was cackling… while standing up, sitting on my lap and twirling around in front of her seat. (Yes, she had to move around a lot throughout the performance, so I suggest sitting in the balcony with younger viewers). (more…)
I started teaching when I was a teen-ager. I always loved working with children and felt that I had something special to share with them. However, I would teach for a session or two and then need to take a break for a few months. I would get burned out. Then I had children of my own and it was as if my DNA changed. (more…)
