my waldorf guilt

the easter garden

April 8, 2009

Despite all my Waldorf guilt, there are still some Waldorf-y traditions we keep. For years now, in the week before Easter, the kids and I have made and planted an Easter garden. We take an old pan, and fill it with soil. We add a “tree” cut from the branch of a real tree, a […]

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for the love of bon jovi

February 11, 2009

No, the Bon Jovi lover is not me. I wasn’t even a fan during their late 80’s heyday. (Although I did manage to make my ultra-fine hair pretty big back then, with help from Sebastian Shaper Plus.) The Bon Jovi fan is my seven-year-old son. How did this happen, you ask? Well, in another incitement […]

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pokemon revisited

November 25, 2008

When H was six or seven (could it really have been nearly ten years ago?) he was obsessed with Pokemon. Obsessed. He studied the cards constantly, memorized them and then followed me around, asking questions like, “Did you know that Metapod has more hit points than Bulbasaur?” or “Did you know that Tentacruel’s ability is […]

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kicking my waldorf guilt in the butt

November 2, 2008

I bought this book to allay my Waldorf guilt. I wanted to be sure I was doing crafty, Waldorf-y activities with my little guy before he gets too big. (And if you read my last post, you know how sentimental I am about that.)  See all those little tabs sticking out of the book? Those are […]

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all my waldorf guilt, part 2

July 28, 2008

One of Mr. T’s many wii thoughts for today: “I’m making up my own wii game. It’s a maze game, and it’s in first-person. Wait. Is first-person when you see with the character’s eyes?” Not bad for a six-year-old. But that’s my boy. Managing to temper the wii talk with a little literary point-of-view so […]

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all my waldorf guilt

July 24, 2008

I post this photo of our sunflower-house-in-progress* to mollify My Waldorf Guilt. Long ago–so long ago–when H was a bald baby with a big head, I read about Waldorf. There were so many things I loved about Waldorf education–the focus on play, and handiwork, and the ebb and flow of the seasons. The way it […]

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