Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Six. That’s right, six. The magic age when a child becomes embarrassed by his mother. My son has suddenly blossomed into tweendom. Walking home from school, I was chatting up a neighbor girl. A second grader. Who lives on our block. Walking home with her father and her younger sister. The humiliating conversation? Me, first [...]
Many of you know that my father is, proudly, from New Jersey. Don’t go teasin’ with any of that “What exit are you?” He’ll have none of that. But you may not know that my mother is an actual Southerner. I don’t mean Miami Beach. Plenty of people have asked me what it’s like to [...]
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
One of the most annoying things about having a mixed marriage is that in a hotly contested election, like say the Martha Coakley vs. Scott Brown for the Massachusetts Senate seat, we get twice the phone calls. As a registered Democrat, I’ve received calls from Bill Clinton, Barack Obama, and of course, Martha Coakley. As [...]
My kids have personalities as different as can be. But nowhere does it show itself as clearly as it does in their reaction to the weather. Doodles, who claimed that his favorite thing about the trip to Miami Beach was “the hotness,” constantly bemoans the fact that we live in New England instead of Florida. [...]
I wake up every morning these days hungover. Headache. Fuzziness. Dry mouth. Which I wouldn’t mind, if I had actually been drinking. Which I haven’t been. So it must be winter. We really need a humidifier. I had fully intended on doing a bit o’ new year’s reflections, but my plans were thwarted because Adam [...]
Dropping Pie at preschool today, I fully expected a completely meltdown. She bawled for an hour on the flight home last night because she wanted the Nana. Her first words upon waking this morning were, “I want Nana!” But it’s when you most expect anything from children that it least happens and vice-versa, isn’t it? [...]
To get your brain jump started on today, the first day of 2010, I have a math problem for you: On December 31, 2009, Pie woke up at 5:43 a.m. She immediately began whining. On this same day, Doodles woke up at 6:03 a.m. Both children spent the day swimming, running laps through the apartment, [...]