a ~ And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
A friend at work asked me today at lunch whether we had an Elf on a Shelf and I trembled in horror at the thought. “No,” I answered. “I’d forget to move it. My kids would think our Elf was
a ~ And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
A friend at work asked me today at lunch whether we had an Elf on a Shelf and I trembled in horror at the thought. “No,” I answered. “I’d forget to move it. My kids would think our Elf was
b ~ And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
Into every young life some tragedy must fall. Mine came years ago in the form of a careless mistake. One night I accidentally tipped my open contact lens case and watched as the saline drifted down the drain in the
b ~ And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
Into every young life some tragedy must fall. Mine came years ago in the form of a careless mistake. One night I accidentally tipped my open contact lens case and watched as the saline drifted down the drain in the
b ~ So how should I presume?
I must have a thing for the letter B. First and foremost are the books. They’re everywhere. Then there are the bunnies, of course. (One is hopping on the bed next to me as I write.) If you’ve ever seen
b ~ So how should I presume?
I must have a thing for the letter B. First and foremost are the books. They’re everywhere. Then there are the bunnies, of course. (One is hopping on the bed next to me as I write.) If you’ve ever seen
a ~ So how should I presume?
All day I have been trying to write this blog post. No success. None. If it were just me in this venture I would quit today. I’d retire from blogging starting now and to celebrate I’d watch another episode of
a ~ So how should I presume?
All day I have been trying to write this blog post. No success. None. If it were just me in this venture I would quit today. I’d retire from blogging starting now and to celebrate I’d watch another episode of
a ~ Beneath the music from a farther room
The good nights, when we are all at home and nobody is having a tantrum, consist of stories, laughing, tickling, Big Huge Snuggles, conversations about distant planets, and music. Parenting is like this: it’s my job to get teeth brushed
a ~ Beneath the music from a farther room
The good nights, when we are all at home and nobody is having a tantrum, consist of stories, laughing, tickling, Big Huge Snuggles, conversations about distant planets, and music. Parenting is like this: it’s my job to get teeth brushed
b ~ Beneath the music from a farther room
The thing always happens that you really believe in, and the belief in a thing makes it happen. ~FL Wright Funny thing. You wake up one morning and you find your dreams have left you. Not the thoughts you had
b ~ Beneath the music from a farther room
The thing always happens that you really believe in, and the belief in a thing makes it happen. ~FL Wright Funny thing. You wake up one morning and you find your dreams have left you. Not the thoughts you had
a ~ I know the voices dying with a dying fall
I’ve fallen out of lots of trees (though not many lately) but the one I remember the most was a gigantic pine at my friend Sarah’s house. I was pretty far up. She was below me, and I don’t know
a ~ I know the voices dying with a dying fall
I’ve fallen out of lots of trees (though not many lately) but the one I remember the most was a gigantic pine at my friend Sarah’s house. I was pretty far up. She was below me, and I don’t know
b ~ I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Once you get over the hurdle of the carpool schedule (this year required a spreadsheet), the best part of being the chauffer to play practice is the conversations you hear in the car. Some parents I know have even confessed
b ~ I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Once you get over the hurdle of the carpool schedule (this year required a spreadsheet), the best part of being the chauffer to play practice is the conversations you hear in the car. Some parents I know have even confessed
b ~ I have measured out my life with coffee spoons
When we want to know the truth, –to be certain we have the exact right answer– we reach for rulers, yardsticks, and tape measures. Standard means by which to quantify and compare. Yet we all have our own methods by
b ~ I have measured out my life with coffee spoons
When we want to know the truth, –to be certain we have the exact right answer– we reach for rulers, yardsticks, and tape measures. Standard means by which to quantify and compare. Yet we all have our own methods by
a ~ I have measured out my life with coffee spoons
I’ve written before about my intimate relationship with coffee. How the promise of a cup instills in me enough momentum to peel myself from my bed and face the daily making of sandwiches (tuna, turkey, and pb&j), and breakfast (cereal,
a ~ I have measured out my life with coffee spoons
I’ve written before about my intimate relationship with coffee. How the promise of a cup instills in me enough momentum to peel myself from my bed and face the daily making of sandwiches (tuna, turkey, and pb&j), and breakfast (cereal,
Let us go then, you and I 