Holy week and the gift from my youth
It’s Holy Saturday. A dog is barking outside and there is a substantial wind. The curtains billow around the open window. C is playing in his room, creating race tracks and drumming symphonies, all...
View ArticleSchool Sux part 2
Okay so I’m sitting here in the entry way to yet another school that could be an option for kindergarten. Pre-school and pre-K were basically a bust and I don’t want to blow it with kindergarten. When...
View ArticlePlaying Games
“Mommy, will you play with me?” Is the question I hear most. It’s a question that comes when I’m reading, or checking facebook, or trying to remember and write down that great idea I had on the...
View ArticleWe don’t talk about Heaven
I was listening to a report on NPR about the destruction of Palestinian home. A mom and her family were standing outside the rubble. A reporter asked her “what will you do now? Where will you go? Where...
View ArticleThe pressure to Do
I feel the pressure to do. In all aspects of my life. I feel an expectation, across the board, to accomplish, to experience, to produce, to communicate. Is this a symptom of contemporary life? Must one...
View ArticleOMG homework you guys
Omg homework you guys. My son is 6 years old. That’s first grade. And he gets a shit ton of homework. By a shit ton I mean a wicked lot. He’s only got 11 years before he has to apply for college, so I...
View ArticleWe’re not great gift givers.
We’re not great gift givers. When it’s my birthday, I tell D exactly what I want. And I ask him to go get it. At some point during this conversation, whether over weeks or a few minutes, we argue about...
View ArticleBaby’s first Shakespeare
I’d always planned to be one of those culturally literate urban moms who took her kid to see and be part of all the City has to offer. Which is why I’m ashamed to say that my son C saw his very first...
View ArticleTalking to my 4 yr old about the murder of a 12 yr old
Over the weekend a twelve year old boy was shot and killed by police officers in a park in Cleveland. In a playground. Where he was playing with his friends. He had a toy gun, so some do-gooder...
View ArticleThe Backpack
It all started last September when C asked for a new backpack. “Okay,” I said, “what kind of backpack do you want? Superheroes? Avengers? Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?” “Hello Kitty,” C replied....
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