Maybe it was the trash. How many rotting meats or open diapers had Georgie and I, insomnia-weary and carb-loaded, tossed into the trash without a thought of wrapping it?
why are we parents always so anxious to get to places we don’t want to go?
Once you start thinking of the world as something you don’t already know, time slows down. Encountering a place, any place, is like encountering a person who fascinates you. Someone you might love, if you had the time.
it’s hard for adults to celebrate halloween.
Halloween is a children’s holiday. The older you get, the more pathetic it feels to dress up in costumes and … More
my son nehemiah and the jeromes.
The other day, my son Nehemiah started telling me about the jeromes.
“They fly up in the sky,” he said, his eyes following clouds of imaginary flying objects. “I saw a jerome at the pawk today!”
farting, fundamental truths, and other reflections about our children.
15. Grandma’s house is a country of weird customs, where the citizens observe strange laws (“Never shower during a lightning storm!”)