It’s really the ultimate event. You get to go out after dark when you should be in bed. Instead of itchy boring normal clothes you get to wear whatever you want, the more outrageous the better. You get to wander…
It’s really the ultimate event. You get to go out after dark when you should be in bed. Instead of itchy boring normal clothes you get to wear whatever you want, the more outrageous the better. You get to wander…
Let’s talk about the walking dead, moaning ghouls, rotting corpses, and succubi, by whom I mean the U.S. Congress. I heard on the radio this morning that “…the Republicans have already vowed not to work with the president.” Thank you,…
What do you do with all the leftover cake and cupcakes from a birthday party? You eat them in a weeklong slog through dessert every night. On Monday night Toddler Harbat was well aware that there was leftover cake just…
Roughly once per day for the last few months Toddler Harbat has asked about her birthday. Each time we asked about a theme, it varied from “Pony Princess” to “Princess Pony”. No way was I dressing up in a full-sized…
This, I learned from Toddler Harbat, is the sound a vampire makes: hiss! It’s to be accompanied by two hands with fingers hooked into rictus claws of pain and a fearsome grimace. Remember the warrior face from the cookie post? …
We all have our little victories and for me it’s getting holes in bread. “Easy!” you say, “Just poke your finger in there!” But were it that simple. My recent problems with ciabatta led me to think my dough was…
Facial recognition is all about layers of information. The first time you see someone, the top layer is quick impressions. Eyebrows big or small? How do the eyes fit in the face? What’s the mouth like? Next time you meet…
Two quick thoughts on parenting. One: be prepared for random items in unexpected places. Last night I found on the couch a mesh bag filled with two miniature pumpkins, a glittery smiley face sticker, and several small ficus berries. Knowing…
Even before Toddler Harbat was born we began to get music for children. Some had familiar nursery rhymes yelled out over a background of synthesized strings. One was original compositions by a woman with an average voice, a guitar, and…
Here in Southern California, spring comes in October. Rain has arrived after a five-month hiatus and everything is turning from dusty taupe to rich emerald. I relish the sound of water patting and dripping on leaves, the mechanized whirr-whip of…