Stacey Shubitz is a K-6 literacy consultant and former elementary teacher. She is the author of CRAFT MOVES and other professional books on writing workshop. Her forthcoming book, MAKE THE SCHOOL SYSTEM WORK FOR YOUR CHILD WITH DISABILITIES (Guilford Press, 2026), empowers parents to navigate the special education system.
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I will try making it bigger… I had a hard time finding a format this week that didn’t pixelate the photos. I’ll keep the font size in line for next time too.
I love the format you are using on Flickr and the story you are sharing. Is there a way to make the text bigger, though, just on a practical note.
As for the story, I can so relate. Love the photos to support the text.
Bonnie
I can always count on you to read my stuff first-thing in the morning. I think we both wake up too early for our respective jobs.
And yes, this was hard. Even harder was that I got Bat Mitzvahed on June 2nd, 1990… just a few months after he died. He was an observant Jew, so I really missed his presence on that day. Hence, I am even more thankful that I had these last three days with him, while he was still well.
I love how you were able to surprise him, and I am sorry you lost him not long afterwards.
“Twisting the door bell” seems so quaint and a perfect way to begin.
Kevin
How do you make these “scrapbook” pages? I love it!
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I will try making it bigger… I had a hard time finding a format this week that didn’t pixelate the photos. I’ll keep the font size in line for next time too.
Thanks Bonnie!
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I love the format you are using on Flickr and the story you are sharing. Is there a way to make the text bigger, though, just on a practical note.
As for the story, I can so relate. Love the photos to support the text.
Bonnie
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Kevin:
I can always count on you to read my stuff first-thing in the morning. I think we both wake up too early for our respective jobs.
And yes, this was hard. Even harder was that I got Bat Mitzvahed on June 2nd, 1990… just a few months after he died. He was an observant Jew, so I really missed his presence on that day. Hence, I am even more thankful that I had these last three days with him, while he was still well.
Best,
Stacey
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I love how you were able to surprise him, and I am sorry you lost him not long afterwards.
“Twisting the door bell” seems so quaint and a perfect way to begin.
Kevin
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