My daughter has taken to dancing right before bed. We read our books, and just when we are ready to turn off the lights and plop her in her crib,…

When we arrived at the playground, my daughter told told me to stay in the car. “This is Mommy and Clara’s playground,” she said. “You stay here. You can’t come.”…

I had a thought. My daughter and I were standing at the top of the slide. The sun was setting. It was unseasonably warm. Geese were flying overhead. Clara reached…