What would you name the autobiography of your life?

Getting to Good Through Blood, Sweat, Tears, PTA Committees, 24/7 Parenting, a Kamikaze Dog, and the Ability to Find a Lesson in Almost Anything (Except Water Weight Gain from Potato Chips Because That Sh*t’s Just Wrong).

Which do you prefer sweet, salty or buttery? 

I find myself literally unable to choose between these options. If you held a gun to my head I might pick salty…unless I’m craving sweet in that moment. And seriously, is there anything more heavenly than a fresh summer corn cob slathered in butter? I’m drooling a wee bit just thinking about it. So yeah. Sweet, salty, and buttery. Next question.

What’s the finest education?

Listen, I make it a rule to answer Cee’s questions before I read her answers which means sometimes I’m wildly off base in understanding what she’s asking. This would be one of those huh? moments. Here goes.

I’d say the finest education is a remarkably well-rounded one. Support academic strengths so they flourish into extraordinary success. Address academic weaknesses with a multifaceted approach – that didn’t make sense? Well, let’s try it this way. Still not good? Let’s try outside the box. Not quite feeling 100% confident? Forget the box, let’s come at the concept from outer space. We need so much more than academics, though. Access to the arts. Athletics. A wide range of extracurriculars for kids who don’t like sports. Diversity education that goes way beyond Black History month and, for that matter, way beyond Blacks.

The finest education will open someone’s eyes to the endless variety surrounding us. It teaches us to think, not what to think. Perhaps most importantly, to the extent possible, it teaches us how to put ourselves in another person’s shoes.

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?  Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination. 

I love – just LOVE – when my kids get fired up about learning. Bear spent last week at camp and could not stop raving about it when we picked her up. We got to build two things every single day. First we had to draw a blueprint, though, and it had to be drawn to scale. And she’d test them with a fan or a leaf blower, and a spray bottle represented rainwater. It was like being in a STEM classroom all week and it was awesome. Now she’s fired up about architecture and what that would be like as a career. You gotta love a win for learning.

I’m a bit tardy to Cee’s Share Your World this week. Happy Tuesday, everyone.