When School Vacations Go Bad

Another in my backlog of Mulberry posts

Scene: I’m sitting on the couch enjoying a few minutes of down time during Thanksgiving break, when The Five-Year-Old walked into the playroom, blue scissors in hand, and said,

"I don't care how much stuff you put on me. I am not rolling over so that you can take a picture of my back."

“Mom, the cat fur is for my lion’s nest.”

Moments later, I found Mulberry, cowering under the dining room table, with a suspiciously large bald spot on her back. Miraculously, neither the child nor the cat was bleeding.

Judging by the size of that spot, Mulberry must have stayed very still and very quiet for a very long time.

In other news, although the next spring break is still three weeks away, my surviving cat, Cozy, has already begun lobbying for me to take The Five-Year-Old on a trip to the Cape. Can you blame him?

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About Shala Howell

I spent two decades helping companies like Bell Labs, Juniper Networks, and a genetic testing company that was later acquired by CVS translate some of the world’s most complicated concepts into actionable, understandable English. Now I'm working on a much harder problem -- fostering children’s curiosity and engagement in the scientific, artistic, and linguistic world that surrounds them. The first book in my Caterpickles Parenting Series, What’s That, Mom?, focuses on how to use public art to nurture children’s curiosity in the world around them. My next book will focus on science, and how parents without a science degree can answer their curious child's questions without enrolling in a college level refresher course. In the meantime, you can find me blogging about life with a very curious Eleven-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, chatting about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.blog, and tweeting about books, writing, science, & things that make me smile at @shalahowell.
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