Living History
“Daddy, what’s that?” “Oh! I know! It’s what they used to shred cheese in the olden days!” Old Sturbridge Village, Colonial Williamsburg, Greenfield Village…and our house.
“Daddy, what’s that?” “Oh! I know! It’s what they used to shred cheese in the olden days!” Old Sturbridge Village, Colonial Williamsburg, Greenfield Village…and our house.
My children teach me things every day. One of the biggest things they teach me is about the flexibility of language. Like, if they say, “Don’t say anything, Mommy,” they mean, … Continue reading Always Learning
I think my parents misrepresented adulthood. I grew up with the sense that adults knew things. Adults had answers. They not only understood the way the world worked, but they … Continue reading Amateur Parenting
“I want to be Santa Claus for Christmas,” said my three-year-old this evening while I was at the stove frying up potatoes and cabbage. “Oh?” I said. “Yeah. He wears … Continue reading Hide Your Toys…Santa’s on his Way
This post was written as a response to this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge from The Daily Post. I’ve been asking around, both in person and online, for people’s opinions about … Continue reading “These Are My People.”
I walked into the dining room and found that my three-year-old had set out the books he wanted to read today. In case you can’t read all of those … Continue reading Reading List for a Genius Toddler
I enjoy crocheting (and to a lesser extent knitting and sewing), but I have a difficult time maintaining enthusiasm for projects that drag on and on. So I make baby … Continue reading Crocheted Cuteness and Friendship Symbiosis
A few weeks ago I wrote about a bit of ice-cream-truck prevarication in which my husband and I engage with our children. You can read that story here for the context … Continue reading Truth Will Out…But Not Just Yet (A Music Truck Update)
As I walked up to the circulation desk where my daughter was showing her independence by checking out her stack of books about hamsters, kangaroos, Australia, and the solar system … Continue reading The Perils of Pertussis
My children are running in the yard of a summer day, giggling and digging in the dirt and showing me the worms and bugs they’ve found. The wind shifts and … Continue reading Sweet Little Lies
Under the influence of The Secret Garden, I almost sent the kids outside in the rain today à la Dickon. But then I changed my mind and just made homemade play-dough … Continue reading A (Limited) Literary Rainy Day
I’m feeling a huge urge to de-clutter. I always get that urge late at night when I ought to be sleeping. I’ve already done away with the easy stuff, though. … Continue reading Everything Must Go!