Category Archives: Ms. B.
This is how it starts: In orchestra, her teacher drops her from first chair to second. She thinks its unfair. She doesn’t understand. The second chair part isn’t as fun or interesting to play. She hates the music, and, so, … Continue reading
*Side Note on the title: There is this cooking series on Slate.com that drives me batty because it’s so sanctimonious in a smug hipster way. Every article is entitled something like, “You’re doing it wrong: Pancakes,” or, “You’re doing it … Continue reading
(Flipping through a Crate and Barrel catalog) “When I grow up my house is only going to have stuff from Crate and Barrel in it. Like this vase, that’s cute. And this couch. That dog’s cute. (It was a real … Continue reading
“So H told C that he liked her, but that she couldn’t tell anybody, but then C went and told B, who is H’s best friend, and then B asked H if he and C were going out, so H … Continue reading
Ms. B. starts her first day of Middle School today. I think I’m more nervous than she is: Will she find all of her classes okay? Will she figure out how to work her locker combination? Will she figure out … Continue reading
So, Ms. B. is out of school for the summer and, God love her, is slowly but surely going to drive me crazy with calling and texting me at work. A sampling: Ms. B. So, Lennah and I are going to … Continue reading
This week Ms. B. had her last day of elementary school. We are now, officially, the parents of a middle schooler. Let that strike fear into your hearts. This past Tuesday there was a small graduation ceremony for the 6th … Continue reading