One Last Hallowe’en Costume, Or, Saturday Morning at 8:42am
It’s the weekend before Hallowe’en. My son sent me a photo of himself in costume. I think he’s a hammerhead shark, although I can’t be
It’s the weekend before Hallowe’en. My son sent me a photo of himself in costume. I think he’s a hammerhead shark, although I can’t be
And, just like that, my son has gone back to New Jersey. His sister picked him up and brought him to her apartment, my father
Those of you battling teenagers, stop briefly, and let gratitude course through your body. Crazy? I live in the world of adult children, and I

The Hostess of the Humble Bungalow started it. She posted her kitchen sink view here. Then Mette joined in, from Finland, here. How much time

My daughter turned 24 this week. I’ve been trying to discern, through memories, exactly when children’s birthdays begin to make parents feel older. Not when
Yesterday I was looking at the photos from my brother’s wedding. Made me want to go to the party all over again. I clicked through
My son is home. Bringing his facial hair along, I might add. If you have a small boy, take a minute to smooch his smooth
Today I am at Hank and Lucy. Actually I was there yesterday, but too bleary-eyed from weddings and families to really notice. Hank and Lucy
In something like 2 hours, if all goes according to plan, I will be standing on a soccer field in the East Bay watching my
Today I am over at A Practical Wedding, giving advice to brides-to-be about why their rational, conscious mothers might behave unusually during wedding planning. It
I’ve been missing my kids lately. Partly it’s because I haven’t seen them in three months. I’m still governed by the school calendar. “What happened,”
I’m in Santa Barbara, for a little visit with mom. Meeting my sisters and their families for President’s Day, which means spending the weekend as