No
My kids hate the word “no.” For my daughter, hearing “no” when she wants something instantly takes her from an intelligent, witty five year old to a hysterical, weeping, temper-tantrum-throwing sack...
Slow Hands, Fast Car... and a Little Bit of Luck
This past Sunday marked the 97th running of the Indy 500, the world’s most iconic racing event and one of the most beloved weekends of the year in my hometown.
Agape
Once again my mouth is agape at the news. This time, at the horrific tornado that ravaged Moore, Oklahoma, leaving yet untold numbers dead, including many young school children.
What Hurts
Last week my daughter got a scratch on her finger the size of nothing at all, and the next morning she was complaining that it hurt so bad and she needed a bandaid, immediately. As with every...
Ice
When my husband and I first looked at the house that would eventually become our family’s home, I yelped with excitement when I discovered that the kitchen had a refrigerator with one of those water...
Lessons From a Two-Year-Old
My son is about to turn two, and I have been thinking lately that he pretty much has all the secrets to life figured out.
Going Once!
My children’s school just had their annual Spring Fling: a weekend filled with face painting and games and treats, along with a silent auction of all sorts of goodies and baskets up for the bidding,...
Dear World
Dear World,
Intersections
My husband and I were musing the other night over the many colorful landlords and apartment superintendents we had during our twelve years living in New York City. From the one who would open the...