When you point a camera at a one-week-old baby, you get this: When you point a camera at a one-year-old baby you get this: Happy, happy birthday, my sweet baby boy! (And a very happy birthday to your birthday twin …
My dear, dear friend Emily Mitchell’s debut novel, The Last Summer of the World, comes out on June 18th. I’m lucky enough to be one of Emily’s draft readers, so got to see this book develop from extremely promising early …
All kinds of adventures lately. (And before I launch into them, let me say that I loved finding out what everyone’s reading this summer, will definitely be following in some of your reading footsteps, and plan to post an alphabatized …
A few years ago, you and I, my dear readers, compiled a list of our favorite books. I found some great books on that list that I hadn’t read. Now I’m wondering what you’re reading right now, or what you …
Reading through your comments on the last post, Billy and I were reminded of the story of the Buddha and the mustard seed. Thanks to all of you.
My father died fourteen years ago today. He was only fifty years old. Last night I held my nearly one-year-old son as I lit a yarzheit candle. I couldn’t help but think that this isn’t how things were supposed to …
Thumper and I braved the heat today (Have I mentioned that we don’t like the heat?) to procure needles for the unruly stealth knitting project. I didn’t want to keep him out too long in the heat, so we stayed …
the buyer whose offer we accepted this weekend who then pulled out of the deal this morning to pursue another house that just came back on the market. Great. Good luck with that, guy. So glad we spent our Memorial …
…we went to the toddler playground (the tot lot) and had it nearly to ourselves because the rest of New York was in the Hamptons and Fire Island. And we got really really dirty. We napped. We ate fiddlehead ferns …