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I grew in those seasons like corn in the night . . . Henry David Thoreau “At two, they’ve grown to half of their full height,” they doctor tells us as our twin boys wriggle and squiggle through their annual appointment. “It took them two years to grow this much...
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When my husband and I were first married we had a microwave that we kept in a cupboard in our kitchen. It was a hefty old thing, brown and beige, with a large brown knob you turned to set the time. It must have a weighed a good twenty pounds and was a...
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Near the park a block or so from our house, it stands – a golden tree, its black spine and branches posing a stark contrast to the bright blue sky, the shimmering yellow cascade. Walking to pick-up my children from school one day, I pass under and look up...
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(This post originally appeared here last Halloween. It’s one of my favorites, so I thought I’d run it again this year. Enjoy!) It’s rainy and cold and we’re all keyed up and worn out from being trapped indoors for two days by Hurricane...
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I sat in the front seat of the van as it rocked and vibrated with the energy of four children who WAITED for a full twenty minutes or more as their Dad and I took turns touring a dingy apartment. Running through the rental with speed, all I...
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He walks out from behind the tall stacks in the children’s library, holding each book like an offering. His brown eyes turn up to meet mine, searching for a verdict. “Can we get this one?” he asks. Somehow, despite being...
