Lesson learned!


We all learned a lot today during the Wax Museum held by the second graders at our town elementary school. Of course, the intention was for the students to do the learning – researching a person who has “changed the world.” As a Mom, I learned something today too, although the lesson was not exactly what I was expecting to take away from the day…

So, at this Wax Museum, you press a pretend button and watch the wax figure come to life [Hall of Presidents style (#boringDisney whatwhat?)] and listen to each child recite a few lines about his or her chosen individual. Neil Armstrong, Flo Jo, Jane Goodall, Wayne Gretzky, Larry Bird, Amelia Earhart—to name just a few. My personal favorite, but I am biased, was a freckle-faced Thomas Alva Edison. New Jersey in ‘da houz!!!!!

Today I really walked away with another lesson in motherhood. And how NOT to Mom. Or, to “reframe this narrative” (thank you, Forever 35 podcast) a little more positively– how to better use my energy as a mom.

In preparation for this project, I fell victim to the faulty belief that more is more. As Ryan and I were putting together his costume for Thomas Alva Edison (by the way, T.A.E. is a terrible choice for this assignment based on the “interesting costume” factor) I felt like Ryan’s needed a little something more for oomph besides the black bowtie. Well, in my literal-as-the-day-is-long mind, I really felt like the pièce de résistance would be a bald cap with white hair around the sides. Because that’s the hair that Thomas Edison has in this picture:

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Williams, Brian. (2001) Thomas Alva Edison. Chicago:  Reed Educational & Professional Publishing. You bet I cited it, biatch! English major 4 LYFE!


(Can we sidebar for a second here and talk about that very Helena Bonham Carter black rose-y lapel flower, though? Why didn’t I gravitate toward that?)

In true Procrasti-Katie form, I did not giving myself much time. (And notice I say giving MYSELF much time, because this was MY second grade project, right?) Amazon Prime could not help me locate a “balding cap with white hair” that could arrive on time, but a broader Google search did yield a match. Party City for the win! However, it was not available to be shipped, so instead I selected “In-volved Parent.”… I mean, “In-store pick-up.”

And, naturally, it was not in stock at any of the local Party City stores around me. SO THOMAS EDISON’S MOM DROVE LIKE A SHMUCKITY SHMUCK 30 MINUTES EACH WAY TO GET THE WHITE-HAIRED BALD CAP from Plaistow, New Hampshire!!!!

Mission accomplished. Feeling like an A+ Mom (…and, let’s face it, student) I returned home and proudly produced my wares after Ryan got home from school. When I say he was unphased, I mean, he was un. phased.

C’mon. Is this the best, or what?


This morning, as I walked into the classroom, who greeted me? My very lovable, front-tooth-missing, Thomas Alva Edison – and I’m sure you know where this is headed – he was NOT wearing the Plaistow-procured bald cap with white hair on the sides.

And you know what? He looked fine. Better than fine, he looked great! And he totally nailed it as Thomas Edison, without the stupid wig.

There was my lightbulb moment, friends. (See what I did there? Edison…improving the lightbulb….Anyone? Bueller?)

Back to the lessons: More isn’t always more. And my ideas aren’t always better.

From now on, I’ll put my energy to better use and try to strike a better balance between being involved but not too-too involved.



I kid you not, it had not even been one hour after I wrote the first draft of this that Ryan came home with news from school that Read Across America Week was coming up. Each of the themed days (crazy socks, dress as what you want to be when you grow up, wacky Wednesday, favorite book character day) and I broke into a cold sweat. CRAZY Socks?!?!?! We don’t have crazy socks. Where can I buy crazy socks? Why didn’t I buy that ridiculous taco hat I saw at Party City!?! What book character is he going to go for…is he having more of a Hardy Boys Moment or will he go the Dog Man route, or…. wait..a..minute. This is it. Me. Doing it again.

Old dog. New tricks.



The 36 Day Delay

I’m super-pumped to share that last year I was invited to contribute to Seacoast Moms, a collaborative site geared towards parents in my area— the Seacoast of New Hampshire. Pieces are written by moms for moms (and dads, too).

While I only contribute monthly, man that month rolls around quickly. But I gotta admit, I love a deadline. The only problem is that I haven’t been as focused on sitting down and writing for Finding Alice because I am the deadline setter and I’M A PUSHOVER FOR A BOSS!!!!!!

Truth be told, I’m constantly thinking about this blog and what I’d like to write about. If procrastination were a sport, I would be, like, the Simone Biles of it.


But, it’s all about to change in 2020. Oh, we’re a month in?

New idea. I’m starting my New Year’s resolution 36 days in. That’s actually my resolution, put everything on a 36 day delay, and so far, I am off to an excellent start.

Here are a few of my pieces for Seacoast Moms, if you’d like to take a little gander.
(*Please note, clicking on each title will link you to the article. Miss WordPress Guru over here can’t figure out how to change the color from nigh-night gray to something more interesting…Who can help a girl out? )

Diagnosis? A Case of the Man Flu

I used to reference “the Man Flu” all the time, and tease Rick for it whenever I saw a window of opportunity. No more. Here’s why.

One Thing You Shouldn’t Say When a Friend’s Mom Dies

Obviously inspired by my personal experience losing my Mom, Alice, I wrote this to remind myself and anyone reading about how important it is to reach out to someone going through something tough. Even if you don’t know what to say.

Allergies & Halloween: 4 Easy Ways to Welcome All Trick-or-Treaters

Although this was obviously written for Halloween, it may be helpful to get you thinking about food allergies when it come to any kind of group gathering— BBQ, birthday party, etc. If your family members or friends don’t have food allergies, they probably aren’t on your radar at all. My son, Ryan, developed allergies to peanuts, tree nuts and egg before he turned one, so it’s been on the top of my mind 24/7 since 2013.

Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for more coming very soon. Sooner than another 36 days!