I know I’m impatient. Even after five years of watching Child Harbat learn to crawl, then walk, then run, I sometimes just want her to move it along a little. You simply can’t believe the amount dawdling that can be…
I know I’m impatient. Even after five years of watching Child Harbat learn to crawl, then walk, then run, I sometimes just want her to move it along a little. You simply can’t believe the amount dawdling that can be…
Last night I was horrified to come into my daughter’s room and find the following scene. Note the victim, face-down amidst books and other scattered goods. It’s hard to tell whether these are signs of a botched robbery attempt or…
And now the first of many conversations I have with my daughter. This will be a recurring mini-post on the blog to memorialize the things I couldn’t make up if I tried. Me: “Tonight I’m going to tell you a…