Helicopter parents who hover, smother
When they are toddlers, we stand within eye and earshot pretty much all of the time. We walk around with our arms outstretched and...
Baby, you can drive my car
Proving once again you can’t trust the government, our fair state has decided my son is old enough to drive. This, of course, is...
The unbearable silence of too clean
Every parent knows that silence in small children is not necessarily golden. In households with young children, too much quiet is an instant alert...
It’s all a wash (and we can eat off one of my son’s socks)
The home remodeling continues: Puzzling over LEDs and spin cycles.
I really am lucky to ‘get to’ be so stressed
When you really get down to it, life is made up not of what you “have” to do but what you “get” to do — and that makes all the difference.
You light up my life
When Mr. Wonderful came home and lit a candle before we sat down to eat, I was noticeably touched. Such a romantic!
Scratch that. False...
Draft dodgers
“I’m excited about insulation.”Who says that?I do. I uttered that very sentence the other night as we were preparing for bed. I have spent...
Renovation junkie
Recently I wrote a series of columns detailing our upstairs bathroom renovation. It was a long and painful process (the bathroom — not the...
Smoke gets in her eyes
It is, I realize, completely self-absorbed to complain about the myriad ways Mother Nature tried to kick my behind last week in the midst...
Dress for success
You are what you wear. Our whole lives most of us who live out of uniform — and arguably those who DO — spend...
