Callie Feyen

It all started with a pair of flip flops.  I don’t have much self control when it comes to flip flops.  I’m inspired when I look at them.  The solid colored, the patterned, the glittery….they each open up a whole world of possibilities with what I could do with my wardrobe.  It is quite possible that I could construct an essay about… View Post

Hadley is reading pretty fluently these days.  There’ve been a few suggestions to encourage her to read those leveled books and I cringe a bit. That big number on the corner, on the back, and on the spine takes away from the story, doesn’t it?  Maybe it’s my aversion to numbers, but it concerns me that a leveled reader will… View Post

I think I have writer’s block.  Not the best thing to have weeks before I start a graduate program in, ehem, writing. Here are my symptoms: *I’ve rearranged most of the furniture in our home.  It’s a two bedroom condo, but still, I felt it urgently necessary to move large pieces of furniture around. *My nails have NEVER looked better. … View Post

I take my summer reading with me just about everywhere we go these days.  I’m finding it’s easy to get a few pages in here and there while the girls play at a park. The other day Hadley ran over to the bench I was sitting on and asked if I would read to her.  Harper followed behind and echoed… View Post

I ate red pepper flakes when I was in preschool.  We were doing some craft with spices and our teacher told us not to eat ANY OF THEM.  I suppose that was my cue to lick my finger and stamp it on some of the flakes on the paper towel in front of me.  The pain in my mouth was terrible… View Post