Admit it: you remember the days of making mixed tapes. Yes, the black spooly things with teeth gripping the double circles and blank labels just waiting for teenage scrawl. Those…
Category: <span>Kids and Treasures</span>
Last summer, I balked when it came time to slather up my seven month old daughter’s body with sunscreen. That brand new baby skin was just too brand new to…
It’s been one of those days. I wish it had been overcast, drizzly, and sans a toddler pulling the long-suffering cat around by the tail so that I could have…
I can’t say I like my hands. I’ve always felt my fingers are too short, wide, and stubby, lacking any element of grace from knuckles to nails. I think of…
When Little Friend dances, she looks like an oompah-loompah. She has the rhythm of Steve Martin’s character in “The Jerk”. And she relishes every moment of music. This morning, she…
Reality hit on Mother’s Day two years ago when a little blue strip appeared on a pregnancy test. And another test. And another test. It took three separate tests to…