Friends

Nov 01, 2011
Halloween in our neighborhood is, and always has been, a low-key affair.  We’re short on street lights in these hills, but long on creepy shadows and active nocturnal animals, so only kids with nerves of steel come up to collect candy. →MORE...

We’re still spending a lot of time thinking about and talking with family.  Until things settle down, I just wanted to share two videos that caught my eye recently. A couple weeks ago, Charlotte and I were at the library when →MORE...

Seemingly overnight, Charlotte sorted out the difference between the questions “How are you?” and “How old are you?”  She still marches up to people to introduce herself.  “Hi,” she says, “my name is Charlotte.  I am two!  I have blondie hair.” →MORE...

*** I feel like I should include a disclaimer that I don’t think that mothers who do not breastfeed for as long as I do or at all love their children any less than a mother who does.  I tell Charlotte →MORE...

A friend I haven’t seen in awhile stopped by the house the other day to show off her new baby.  We immediately went into the backyard to catch up. At some point, I excused myself to use the bathroom.  Charlotte, who →MORE...