The other day I was driving toward our house to meet the bus. I was coming around a bend that always gives me pause, something about it makes me brace for a child darting into the road. One night, I was coming home very late, just as I came up the hill to the bend, [...]
Last week was chock full of sick kids, wild scenarios and, well, just about everything but the snowfall that was predicted. Saturday Sean had a gig in Lake George from 4-8pm, unusually early on account of Winter Festival. I decided to take the girls and make a night of it. The venue is right on the [...]
I love clouds. The other day I posted on Facebook about how clouds remind me of my grandmother.
Today we took to the lake, a last sprint into the waning light of summer. We didn’t plan, packed light, and simply went where the day took us.
From the start it was beautiful. Big, billowy clouds that [...]
Have you seen this post making the rounds? At first glance it could easily be written off as one of those easier-said-than-done, lofty, self-improvement posts that only make you feel worse about yourself, but then you hit number 13 and think, “This was written by a human with real emotions,” and then you read something [...]
Finley has been spending a large part of her days at Nana’s house. She goes to school in the morning, most days she asks me to drive her and requests that we not take “the secret way” which is code for an alley parents can take to have teachers pick the kids up and shepherd [...]
I’m not what you’d call a baker. I loathe following a recipe, largely because it means I have to have demonstrated the forethought to have prepped (ahem, made sure I had eggs or baking soda). The thing about kids, they like to bake. They remember baking projects vastly longer than they remember painting or playing [...]
I unplugged this weekend. No Twitter. No Facebook. No email. No texting. Virtually no tv.
I have a third-trimester-like-instinct to nest. I cannot stop my mind from thinking about preparing the house for warm weather, organizing the girls’ clothes, determining what we’ll be growing in the garden this year. Even more than addressing our home, there [...]
This was last week:
A harried just-before-closing trip to the pediatrician revealed that it was just a cold. I’ll be honest, there is no “just a cold” with your last baby, even though she isn’t really a baby anymore. There is no “just a cold” when the margins are so whisper thing at home and work. [...]