As Ula’s vision increases, so does her imagination…and her independence. Where does that leave my identity as her mother? Dad and I are standing in the driveway, having a heated discussion about some management decisions. The start of the season is fast approaching, and with the new farm store and cafe on the horizon, a […]
Brain Science for Eight-Year-Olds
I couldn’t teach my kid to read. So I taught her about neuroplasticity. I prop a special slanted desk on the porch table at the farm as Ula puffs air out of her cheeks in annoyance. It is a beautiful day. She wants to spend it with the chickens. But I am there, armed with […]