Flag Day in my little town is as enchanting as a Norman Rockwell painting. For the last few years, we’ve been taking Child Harbat to the parade to see local princesses waving from convertibles, dogs wearing hats, women in black…
Flag Day in my little town is as enchanting as a Norman Rockwell painting. For the last few years, we’ve been taking Child Harbat to the parade to see local princesses waving from convertibles, dogs wearing hats, women in black…
What I love about Thursday Grab Bag is no rules! Nothing is too random or inconsequential! Let’s get started. [Tuesday night, dinnertime. Scene opens on the kitchen table where Number Two is sitting in high chair and emitting loud shrieks,…
My journey towards the dark side is complete. I now own a minivan in glossy piano black that looks like a shard of Darth Vader’s helmet. I have no qualms about driving this vehicle since it looks cool, drives like…
There’s something about buying a used minivan that makes your shoulders slump down. Maybe it’s because minivans are never “lightly used”. It’s like buying a donkey and expecting it to be sprightly and have a straight back. These things are…
My boy learns quickly. On his regular wagon rides around the yard and garden, in which he thrusts his arm forward like a Roman charioteer, we often stop to pick fresh strawberries. Now when I put him down to roam…
Ever since the car crash we’ve been driving around a rental car and trying to figure out what kind of car to buy. Oh, I know, First World Problems, but we hadn’t been planning on buying a car and haven’t…
I think it’s important for children to ease into a nighttime routine with gentle calm and lulling quietude. A warm bath, books read in a soft voice, and then tender kisses before being tucked in under a cozy blanket, that’s…