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Mosque: Usual. Rain: Unusual.

It’s been raining here off and on for almost a week.  And not just little drizzles, either, but serious pelting rain, with occasional thunderstorms. People here freak out in the rain: the driving becomes even more erratic (I know, it seems impossible, but it’s true), and no  one knows quite what to do. Liam’s friend called the other day to ask if soccer practice would be canceled because it was …

second banana

Caleb is the little brother, the youngest, the baby.  His older brother, who isn’t very tall, nevertheless casts a long, long shadow: Liam almost always gets the top honor, the award, the prize. True, Liam’s competitive spirit would make Napoleon nervous, but–maternal boasting aside–Liam is both talented and a ridiculously hard worker. Wait. See what happened? I started this post about Caleb and just spent almost four sentences talking about …

Saturday’s Snapshot (surat al-sabat): لقطة السبت

Sidelines at Caleb’s soccer football match last week: I think we classify this image under “the new normal.” (Plus that little kid in the jacket looks like he’s developing some mad skillz) When I wasn’t standing on the sidelines watching Caleb play, I wrote a post for the World Moms Blog about female heroines in YA literature.  Which is to say, the surprising lack of female heroines in YA literature, …

a physics lesson, or, bleeding from the head

Let’s talk objects in space, shall we? There are some things that should not collide: cars and occupied strollers, our planet and massive asteroids, Michelle Obama and John Boehner. Also? This: should not collide with the head of a twelve year old.  Or to put it another way, the head of a twelve year old should not collide with a goal post. To go back to our physics lesson, would …