What did living my best life look like in second grade? Apparently it involved roller skates. And working toward that elusive two block adventure.. Can we also pause for the cause a moment though and appreciate how good I was at cursive at age 7 and a half?
Y’all. Seven-year-old me was pretty great to have in a crisis.
Just when you thought the well might be running dry… I found my second grade journals. I had the same teacher in second and third grade so we had the same kind of daily writing prompt thing both years and I’m real glad I kept them all because there are some real gems in there,Continue reading “#tbt: Tales of a second-grade Laura”
Only the coolest 8-year-olds had Walkmans. And spoiled toddlers, apparently. I don’t know how I thought I was going to pay for one for her on her sixth birthday (two months away at this point). That was obviously a lie to make me look good in front of Mrs. Kleinhans.
Third-grade Laura is a damn liar. This does, however, document my first attempt at bullshitting an assignment – a trend that continued well through college.
I cannot believe it’s been a year. I cannot believe how much has changed in that year. 365 days ago, I walked away from a steady paycheck, health insurance and a chance to go to the Derby for free every year (ha), because none of those things were worth me staying in a job IContinue reading “#tbt, a little early”
I was a Democrat from way back – obvs. And thought this fitting to share since H-dogg just won Kentucky in the primary this week.. Favorite part? “I went crazy!” #nerd
More from my third-grade school journal…. At 8, I was already telling it like it is. #nonewfriends
Today, we visit the subject of being a parent. And what it apparently meant to me, at age 8. First, to be a mom: You only get school clothes and trolls. Oh and school supplies. To be a dad: I am so glad I didn’t end up a father because I do not want toContinue reading “#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura”
So this is a new thing we’re doing here on the blog because I found some of my third-grade writings and they’re GOLDEN. I did not like a couple of the kids across the street so I don’t know which one this is referring to. And I still wish that Spray-Can Silence was real. It would haveContinue reading “#tbt: Tales of a third-grade Laura”