Marvelling

Marvelling

We’re a week through summer and so far, so good. I usually get the kids math and vocab workbooks, but this year didn’t bother since they’re so painful for all of us–me more than anyone, because I have to play Bad Cop when I want to be Good Cop....
A weekend to remember

A weekend to remember

This incredible weekend began Thursday evening with an event I’m against in theory:  preschool “graduation.” It seems precious and silly, especially considering Jonathan isn’t “graduating” from anything yet: he has a full two months...

On the nightstand, summer edition

Our vacation is over, and we plan to stay close to home this summer. Ideally many Fridays will be devoted to river sitting, tubing, greenway-walking and biking, and hiking, but in between those things I’m reading. The Children Act After On Chesil Beach, I...
Being a mother

Being a mother

Last Sunday was Mother’s Day, the day we call our moms and receive cards and kisses and go out for brunch, perhaps, or if you’re like us and hate Mother’s Day brunch crowds, stay home and cook. But days like today are the real Mother’s Days,...
Luther country and beyond

Luther country and beyond

We’re somewhere in the European sky, drinking Champagne on the flight home from Paris (having just finished the last raspberry macaroon, which I’m already missing desperately). I’m listening to Bach “Variations Goldberg” as I type, and...