A noble rite of passage
I present to you my daughter’s first black eye, courtesy of her nightstand, which happened to be piled high with books at the time, of course. Her Daddy had…
My new hero: A six year old boy
A six-ear old makes an unassisted triple play, and it’s not a silly, chase-the-runner-around–the-diamond situation. It’s fairly legit, requiring fielding skill, quick thinking and excellent reflexes. It’s something you might…
Gratitude journal: Home at last
Tonight I am grateful that my wife is home again after a four day, three night stay in the hospital. I missed Elysha while she was gone. My evenings were…
The Kingman Rule of Book Snobbery
The inestimable Ann Kingman of Books on the Nightstand fame stated in her most recent podcast that book snobbery should not be permitted unless the snob has actually read the…
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…
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