Noon Year’s Eve
Ian and I already rang in the New Year and no, we aren’t in India. We are just wild and crazy like that. Rather than spending our evening squished among drunk tourists from Portugal, Kansas, or...
View ArticleParenting In Black And White
Someday in the future I am going to force my kids to write a nice letter to Bank of America, thanking them for any semblance of culture they might have. BofA hosts Museums on Us during the first...
View ArticleAre YOU Going To Have More Kids?
It is a question both Ian and I are asked on a regular basis. Today, I’m answering it in a piece for The New York Times Motherlode. Because I’m efficient like that. The intimate inquiry somehow feels...
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Who Do You Love? (When Your Family Are Your Friends And Your Friends Like...
Yesterday my parents rescued my children from their viral 102.2 temperature mother and even though I could barely say my name or knew where I was, the way these four greeted each other was a moment...
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