I wrote this six years ago, in the fall of 2007 when it was just Alex and Lila: He’s pushing trucks around the house, hiding in duffle bags, zooming over the arms of the sofa, making squealing noises as they try to stop before diving… Read More
This is parenthood. This is motherhood. This, right here, this moment I’m having in the three AM of my soul. This aching, stretching, bending, breaking. This impossible desire to do everything just so. So he won’t question himself. So she won’t run wild. So he… Read More
While away on vacation I was blissfully unaware of the brouhaha over the whole Miley Cyrus VMA performance. (Truthfully, I would have been nearly as blissfully unaware of her performance had I actually been home anyway, as I don’t generally watch the VMAs.) But now… Read More
So, this arrived today. With it came a sense of relief, of happiness in finally being officially settled into this decision. After months of talking the talk, we’re now on the books. Which means, of course, we have to walk the walk. We’ve been blessed… Read More
It rained this morning (story of the this summer, I’m afraid.) Lila came in from the street, where I called her back from circling the brown murky puddles. Don’t go jumping in the puddles today, please. I said to her. But I’m not. I’m just… Read More
It’s a feeling, really. Nothing more. It’s the unease of highway driving in a deluge, it’s the inability to see the lines on the road through the watery windshield. It’s guiding yourself only by the blurred taillights of the cars up ahead and wondering how… Read More
It has been a summer of clouds. Of rain too, but more so, big, beautiful, lean over your steering wheel and gaze up at the sky, clouds. As a photographer, I love them. They swirl slowly overhead, adding interest to plain blue skies and offering… Read More
Perhaps it’s the general mellow I am still floating through today after three nights away from my children, but I haven’t needed to raise my voice at my children at all today. Not as Lila refused to be obedient and huffed and puffed at me… Read More
My son is walking from room to room (in our teeny-tiny-too-small-for-a-family-of-six house) making a buzzing, humming sort of sound. You know that sound that light sabers make when they’re not actively clashing against one another. That super annoying, almost bug zapper like sound? Yes. That.… Read More
In the midst of a summer where we are navigating our way through the process of selecting materials to homeschool, where we are discussing how we will structure our days, how we will keep our children challenged, happy, productive, well-educated, how we will manage to… Read More
The Frozen Moon 