My youngest daughter and her best friend are playing intermittently with a recorder and chattering back and forth on toy phones. They’re across the house from me, but here, we’re never far enough apart to be unheard. My sons are playing a video game with… 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
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
Sometimes, your two year old spills an entire bag of Splenda, makes it snow all over your kitchen. Sometimes, your four year old helps make his own peanut butter and jelly sandwich, smeared with enough jelly to make a half dozen PB&Js. Sometimes, the same… Read More
Oh My Dear Bean, You wrote on the wall last night – the recently and beautifully repainted wall. A series of windows in shades of green and yellow crayon running in a line beneath the windowsill. While I was in the other room, explaining the… Read More
It’s the season of wistfulness, of light lingering past the children’s bedtimes, of wilting dandelions in jelly jars on my counter top and evening baths to wash away the fine silt of a day spent outdoors. It’s the season of things to come – summer… Read More
This afternoon, I had a quick photo to grab for an upcoming wedding, an hour away and on the seacoast. On any normal March afternoon, my children would have stayed in the car and suffered through the length of the ride and my ten minutes… Read More
The morning started with Evie stirring and Lila marching into our bedroom. Soon Alex and Asher were darting in and out. There was loud banging, there were children hanging from the treadmill, there was Lila loudly announcing she was going to cuddle next to me,… Read More
