“Also, it’s pi day, so we should get a pie”, was my 17 year old daughter’s text. Yes! A favored educational tradition had stuck! She was reminding me this time instead of me being the one always getting excited. These moments of parenting are so poignant, when you realize you did something right as a parent. I combed the daily slices from yesterday and thought every teacher would be writing about Pi day, but lo and behold, I saw none in the scroll I was scrolling. (We would not be a teacher blog without paying hommage to pi day!) When I took my other two kids out yesterday I thought we were heading to an outdoor farmer’s market. The market was held every other week, and this was their off week. So I took them to a new bakery they had never been in. What better place to take a child then to a bakery???? It being “pi day ” I told them we were there to pick out a pie. “What kind of pies do you have?” I asked. “Peach, Apple, Apple Crumb, Blueberry, Lemon Meringue, Key Lime, Pumpkin”, replied the teenager behind the counter. (Which one would you have chosen?) We decided on a small apple pie. Heated up in the oven, with a side of vanilla ice cream, it was so good. I am going for another “slice” tonight.
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I've enjoyed writing since the first grade, since my aunt gave me a journal so long ago to write in. Now I write to enjoy the moments. I write to stretch and share my thoughts. I write to connect and find calm. Raising three kids, three rabbits and two cats, with a school social work career, I need the daily refuge writing offers. The simple reflections allow for an abundance of memories to the hurried pace of life. View more posts