Gratitude journal: Sleepless
Tonight I am grateful for the ability to function with little sleep. With Elysha in the hospital for the past four days with a placental abruption, I have found myself…
A motorcycle, The Omen, a coin thief, a teenage love triangle and an escape from our home: The stories of my childhood babysitters
It has been a while since my sister and I have written anything together, but we write a blog about our childhood called 107 Federal Street (our childhood address). Kelli…
A peek into John Irving’s day
Admittedly I would have liked the video to be a little longer, and it very much appears to be an idealized version of a day in the life of the…
Gratitude journal: She swings!
Tonight I am grateful for my daughter’s joy in swinging. For the longest time, she hated to swing. She used her infant swing exactly once. When the children flocked to…
Holding a serious bookish grudge
One of the most important things we learned from our daughter’s recent pre-school parent-teacher conference: It’s true. Teddy ripped a page out of a book, and he did it on…
Kissing cousins
Quick. Which team logo belongs to the Texas Rangers and which belongs to the Minnesota Twins? Yes, if you are a baseball fan, this was probably easy, but if…
Gratitude journal: Baby still on board
Tonight I am grateful to my unborn child, who has chosen to remain inside Mommy’s womb for a least a little while longer. At 36 weeks, there is no real…
The author’s brand: Which approach is best? And please don’t say whichever approach feels best to you, because that is annoying and not at all helpful.
I have been debating the best way to present myself to readers for a long time, and with plans of launching a podcast this summer in addition to the blog…
Gratitude journal: Daddy got the outfit right
Tonight I am grateful for dressing my daughter well, which is no easy feat for me. On both Saturday and Sunday, I was charged with choosing the outfit that Clara…
Prom update from a white boy
Good news. Sort of. Yesterday I wrote about Amanda Dougherty, the 17-year old girl who was not allowed to attend her prom because she did not have a date. It…
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