Cheyenne loves Pinterest and encourages me to spend time there, but I find Pinterest to be too big a distraction. You could literally be on there for years on end without even beginning to hit a modest level of coverage on the millions of things pinned on folks' boards. In my estimation it is a [...]
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Thank you Mrs. Klundt.
This evening was the Sheyenne High School holiday orchestra performance. It was held in the Commons area of the high school. The area is nicely suited for smaller performances like the one this evening. The group seems to get smaller each year. There were 60 9th and 10th graders performing tonight (of note, there are [...]
The cat-mess tree…
On Monday morning, the first thing I heard from Cheyenne's mouth with resounding clarity two levels away was, a very loud, screeching, overemphasized, and clearly enunciated - "MOM!!!!" Then I heard her heavy, stomping footsteps on the stairs coming in my direction. When she arrived at the top of the stairs her voice went up [...]
The orthodontist…
When it became apparent that Cheyenne was going to need braces I started asking folks for recommendations on orthodontists. After I heard the same couple of names come up over and over again, I chose one as Cheyenne's orthodontist. Her orthodontist had decades of experience and a charming candor that I really appreciated. I knew [...]
Let the debates begin…
My daughter Cheyenne has decided to join the high school debate team. I am excited about this. And I am also a little bit afraid. I am excited because I think it will be a great growth experience for her. I am a little bit afraid because she already is quite the debater at home [...]
I am not the last of my species…
According to Cheyenne I am the ONLY parent (a.k.a. dinosaur) in the entire universe of her friends and acquaintances that insists on speaking with another teenager's parent when she wants to spend the night at their house. I get the impression whenever I insist that my expectations of chatting with another child's parents be met [...]
Hugging her mom at the high school – not going to happen.
Lately Cheyenne and I have been arriving at her school in the morning at the same time as one of her friends and her father. We both pull up to the curb to let off our respective offspring. Cheyenne gets out grabs her stuff, on a rare day may mutter a hurried "bye", and slams [...]
THE NEW FORTY 