Late-Night Conversations

J’s transformed overnight. Suddenly her hair is so long. Our family policy with hair, generally speaking, is to ignore it. Once in a while it will look raggedy enough that I’ll suggest a trim, and usually the girls demur, and I drop it. I just don’t care enough for it to hold my attention for … [Read more…]

Soccer Tournament

Last weekend, I finally made it to one of M’s soccer tournaments. In the household division of labor these days, I’ll often head to a gymnastics meet with J while Cute W will go to a soccer tournament with M. This makes sense: Cute W is the hard-core soccer fan, and his better sense of … [Read more…]

Conversation This Morning

Me to 13-year-old M: “Hey, can you please add a sentence to that thank you note for the [gift  you just received]?” M: “Oh my gosh, Mom, I was just going to do that!!” Me: “Okay, great. . .” M: “I mean, it’s like you don’t trust me to do anything.” Me: “I just wasn’t … [Read more…]


This recent snowstorm was pretty dang irritating, if you ask me. First of all, if there’s going to be a bunch of snow, I think there should be a snow day.  Right? We didn’t lose any school time to snow this year at all, so it’s not like we didn’t have room in the snow-day-budget. … [Read more…]

Parenting Wins!

We made no plans this weekend intentionally. Between gymnastics meets and soccer tournaments, our spring schedule’s been quite booked, so when we realized that the only way to get a break from traveling was to be anti-social during a major holiday, that’s what we did. But even though Cute W and I had our own … [Read more…]


The other day on the way to gymnastics, J told me that it had been a “big gossip day” in 5th grade. Apparently it was a day of confessions and accusations. . . a day of all sorts of rumored love affairs. Ah, finally! I thought. Some interesting intel! J reported that in fourth grade, … [Read more…]

Toy Recycling

I’m a huge fan of toy recycling, toy exchanging, and basically trying to figure out how we can coast on the toys we’ve bought instead of buying more. Because I am cheap. Now, I remember that when the kids were little, I did this much more frequently. Toys would disappear and reappear mysteriously. Sometimes because … [Read more…]

Flash Forward

J and I were visiting a neighbor’s puppy the other day. She’s the kind of puppy who makes you crave one of your very own–well, typing this, is there a puppy that isn’t that kind of puppy? But maybe there is, one of those big, slobbery, nipping puppies with coltish legs that you know will … [Read more…]