When I was a child, I was the biggest cry baby in the world. If I didn’t get my way, I cried. As I got older, if I lost any game from checkers to kickball, I brooded. If I got… Continue Reading →
Two of my daughters started soccer Saturday. They’re on the same team. One is five and the other is six. They’re not even a year apart in age. But they approach everything from very different perspectives. The more I hang… Continue Reading →
This piece has no general point. There’s nothing to be learned from this except that I’m a dork and you should never bring a Gulp…no…a Super Big Gulp to a meeting. Last night was the “Meet the teacher” night where… Continue Reading →
This is a beautiful and salient story from the Washington Post about a father who gave all for his son. Our condolences go out to the family and friends of this great and good man. If you ever ran into… Continue Reading →
Yesterday around 3:30 in the afternoon I was desperate to get out of the house so I decided to take the children out to the playground down the street. We were all starting to drive each other crazy so out… Continue Reading →
A man fell over a cliff, but caught the edge and called for help. “Is anyone up there? God, can you help me?” A deep voice answered: “Let go.” The man said: “Let go? I can’t let go, I’ll fall.”… Continue Reading →
While the children assaulted imaginary villains in the front room I had a few moments alone and I clicked on a documentary which consisted of animals bounding, leaping and tearing at each other. Other than WWII documentaries, they’re my favorite… Continue Reading →
My six year old approached me this morning with what seemed by her facial expression to be an important and serious question. Why couldn’t she tickle herself, she asked. Her fingers danced without effect around her neck as her little… Continue Reading →
You know how you buy Christmas gifts for people and then you just never get around to seeing them. I’ve had two candy-cane gift wrapped boxes in the corner of the television room for months. I’ve actually dusted them. So… Continue Reading →
Overheard: Six year old to younger sister: You never hear anything.Five year old: I know. It’s weird. Sometimes my ears turn off when people start talking to me. This is completely believable to me as I took her in to… Continue Reading →
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