Musing Mama K

I once took a Saturday freelance editing class at Duke University, and the instructor began with the line, "If you're in this for t...

The unfamiliar, gutteral screams coming from my son when I took him to his first "Play Pals" group yesterday could not have been m...

I've been mulling. To mull is to consider, ponder . . . or mess up. What does it mean to be a blogger when I'm not sure who I am ou...

An idea "flew into my funnel" today. (I can only use toddler references these days as my brain is turning to mush.) For the past t...

I woke up angry this morning---a common occurrence because I dream like crazy---angry on behalf of my friends in the classroom. A revelation...

Today made me grateful to have the freedom of a freelance writer. After waking up way too early, I got in an hour and a half of editing befo...

When I began blogging as Musing Mama K, I was in the classroom, collecting funny one-liners on a daily basis. I still gather those little ge...

I am always sooooooo excited when I meet another teacher who collects funny things students say. (I still have the tiny sticky note on which...

Friday is Read a Good Book Day! Here are a couple of reading-related products you might want to use: Reading to Rebel: A Handbook for Gett...

I can smell ground beef burning right now, but I've been watching VH1's "Uprising: Hip Hop and the L.A. Riots," and I have...