Month: March 2018

When we pause to examine our lives, it quickly becomes clear that there are phases, or seasons, to the ebb and flow of our everyday existence. These seasons impact how we behave, what we wear, and even what our physical environment looks like. I don’t just mean the change from sweater season to flip flop… Continue reading Now Entering the Ceramic Bunny Season of Life

My baby turned five this week. It’s a spectacular age. Every day she becomes more and more herself, with a truly shocking amount of personality regularly on display. She is full of the wonderful contradictions that come with transition, poised on the cusp of being a bona fide big kid, but with one chubby foot… Continue reading In Which My Baby Turns Five

As a child, the prospect of a snow day was the most magical thing in the world. I can remember that tingling excitement as you went to bed, then waking up to peer out the window to see if the promised miracle had materialized. The ecstatic rejoicing that accompanied confirmation that school was canceled. Even… Continue reading Work-Life Balance on a Snowy Day

I recently found a snake on the floor of my living room. It was small, but it was alive. And it was a snake. Oh, no. No no no. I do not do snakes. That is a big old nope. It is all well and good to live a life of courage and bravery, but… Continue reading There Are Snakes in My House (and Possibly Bears)

Last week I wrote about the hard – and unavoidable – conversations we parents have with our kids. I wrote that I didn’t know how to make the world into the place I want it to be, but that I’m trying my best. But I realized that I left out one important caveat. While I’m… Continue reading I Refuse to Live in Fear