Routine matters

Routine matters

Summer always starts off so lovely. Relax, wear shorts and flip flops, eat gobs of fresh fruit. Send the kids to bed 1/2 hour later because it’s summer and we’re relaxed. But because we are victims of entropy or our own laziness or both, the bedtimes are...
Foothills

Foothills

Sophia and I went to register her for Kindergarten on Friday. She got a new t-shirt, which made her extremely proud, but I had a hard time getting her to stand still for 20 seconds to snap a photo: [Sophia sidebar: I was telling my dad that I was concerned about Kate...

Road Rage

I’d forgotten how much I hate driving. Not driving per se, but the dumb drivers all around who don’t pay attention, yap on their phones, text on the interstate, drive ten miles below the speed limit in the left lane next to someone else driving ten miles...
And, they’re off.

And, they’re off.

I always have mixed feelings about the first day of school. There are the bright, shiny new backpacks and stacks of supplies and freshly-washed uniforms (good). There’s getting up early and packing lunches, and the long, quiet weeks after lots of summer time...