Seeing Stars
Like any good parent, I believe my children are exceptional. Sometimes they’re exceptional troublemakers, but for the most part, they blow me away with their never-ending curiosity, their intuitive...
View ArticleSchool Daze
My head has been in a total fog all day… I’ve been trying to wrap my brain around the fact that my youngest child just started school. Okay, granted, it’s just preschool, and it’s only two mornings a...
View ArticleCooking Lessons
Back in December, the week before winter break, the 10yo decided to start cooking the family dinners. I know! My eyes totally bugged out of my head, too!! Intriguingly, she came up with the idea all on...
View ArticleLactose Intolerance
On the evening of Saturday, January 12, 2013 (the date will live in infamy, at least in the blackest part of my soul), while I was clearing the dinner table and Bill was reviewing the pictures he’d...
View ArticlePlanning For Paris: Lessons From Iceland (Part 1)
Holy WOW. I did it. Last week I booked two round-trip tickets for Paris! In slightly less than three months my 10yo daughter and I are leaving for Paris. Yes, PARIS. Paris, FRANCE. !!!!! (Ooh, sorry…...
View ArticlePlanning for Paris: Lessons From Iceland (Part 2)
Lesson One: Context is Critical Everything One of the more important lessons Bill learned about traveling with kids (or at least traveling with our kids, or maybe just traveling with our ONE kid, but...
View ArticlePlanning for Paris: Lessons From Iceland (Part 3)
Traveling with Kids, Lesson Two: Wherever You Go, There They Are As parents of three kids, my husband and I sometimes fall into the bad habit of thinking that taking care of just one of our kids...
View ArticleCuttin’ Loose
My 10yo daughter has been badgering me to let her cut her hair for nearly a year now, and I just kept putting it off… and putting it off… and putting it off… I don’t know why I kept putting … Continue...
View ArticlePlanning for Paris: Lessons From Iceland (Part 4)
Traveling with Kids, Lesson Three: Scale Back, Stay Longer (Part 4) I confess that, at first, I was a bit jealous that it was Bill, and not me, who got to be the first parent to pack a bag, flash …...
View ArticleGoodbyes Suck
Rest in peace, my Poncho baby boy. You were sometimes a cantankerous, don’t-pet-me-anywhere-but-on-the-top-of-my-head-or-I’ll-bite-your-hand-off,...
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