Month: August 2017

I asked my children to clean their rooms last weekend. They apparently misheard me and thought I’d asked them to cut off their left arms and responded with all the drama one might expect to accompany such a request. The wailing and gnashing of teeth was truly epic. After exhausting all their protests – a… Continue reading Warning: Clutter Blindness Can Lead to Insanity

One of the hardest thing about co-parenting, for me, is the re-entry after my kids have been with their dad for a few days. We shuffle our household back and forth pretty regularly, tuned to the ebb and flow of children’s extracurricular activities and the demands of our respective jobs. When my kids are with… Continue reading Talisman for Wild Beasts

My youngest child will be wearing a nightgown to school on the first day of the new academic year. It’s red and silky and adorned with a princess. It reaches down to her feet and came with the odd-but-apparently-required tags proclaiming its inflammability. She is absolutely convinced that it’s a dress, but it’s definitely a… Continue reading I Survived Back to School Shopping

My kids think we should get a pet – preferably a dog or a cat. I think they make enough mess on their own without four-legged co-conspirators so we bought a piano instead. That seemed like a far better family addition at this season of our lives. In my mind, a house isn’t really a… Continue reading A Piano. At Last.