This was a busy three days for Little Miss Social. I mean me, of course. But Toddler Harbat was also quite the social butterfly, hitting two parties this weekend, the farmer’s market, competing in her school’s Olympics, going to a…
This was a busy three days for Little Miss Social. I mean me, of course. But Toddler Harbat was also quite the social butterfly, hitting two parties this weekend, the farmer’s market, competing in her school’s Olympics, going to a…
And by “we”, I mean me. And I shouldn’t have said tricks. I meant illusions. As I’ve mentioned in this space before, my long list of pseudonyms is mostly an annoyance to my wife and to my office manager, who…
A few nights ago I was putting Baby Harbat to bed. Here’s the scene: I’m holding her and rocking before I put her in her crib—this is quiet snuggly time and she’s supposed to be winding down to go to…