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Writing is an adventure. To begin with, it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster and fling him to the public.

— Winston Churchill

Is Grandpa on Speed Dial?

In my last post I was contemplating bullying and the subtle nuances of friendships and home life that most certainly feed a culture of one-up-menship and false superiority between seemingly disparate groups of people. You were all so kind in your comments and feedback, which I adore.
Just as I was starting to think I perhaps [...]

How Do You Define Your Family’s Educational Goals?

Yes, I’m still over thinking Aaron’s next steps for school. There’s a part of me that wishes I could simply enroll Aaron in our public school, jump in with both feet, embrace a new reality and move forward. It sounds so much easier than all the contemplation I’ve been doing regarding education.
Then I get mad. [...]

Banging My Head for Education

I tend to over think things. (I can hear you snickering) When my nerves are on fire and I can’t articulate an internal struggle, I go into information overload, which drives myself crazier than you already know I am.
Aaron will be entering kindergarten this fall and I’ve spent the last two weeks burying myself in [...]

A Day to Remember

Like you, I can’t believe how quickly time passes, how one day melds into the next and years seep through our fingers—five years to be exact.
When Aaron was born and other, wiser, more experienced parents told me time would begin to warp and take my breath away, I’m not sure I believed them. Hindsight provides [...]

I Need to Be a Better Negotiator

My husband and I have fallen into some comfortable routines and although we share in most domestic responsibilities there are two areas that somehow we’ve each claimed as our own. For the last five years Kim has cooked dinners and after we eat and enjoy some family time, I put our son to bed. Our [...]

Big Lessons From Little Faces

Three trips in 12 months to the jacked-out kids’ dentistry place where walls are covered in animal murals and child-friendly assistants dispense toys, and my little guy finally acquiesced.

Parenting Ends Chivalry

I realize early feminism delivered a kick-in-the-balls to traditional chivalry, but my husband and I have managed to hang on to a few old-style pleasantries throughout the years. I do understand our search for equality and independence have sometimes confused men and they’re unsure if offering to lug a tote or open a door will [...]

Marking Time

It’s the same hat, four years later.

Memories that Dance

I wonder if this is the year. When Aaron is all grown up and someone asks him about his earliest Christmas memory, will he pull tidbits from 2008? He’ just discovered that Santa is magic, that reindeer can fly and snowmen can dance in the street.
He’s taught himself how to work the stereo and he [...]

Drinking Tea is More than Please and Thank You

My husband and I come from two very different worlds. I’ve written before about our cultural differences (he’s Portuguese. I’m American), and our age difference (He’s 63. I’m 36), but one of the most significant differences Kim and I have encountered is that he drank tea while growing up, and I did not.
I’m not talking [...]