I write a lot about the conversations we have at bedtime in the bottom bunk. In part because I know we’ll look back fondly on this time and wish we hadn’t spent so much time trying to extricate ourselves from the master of slumber deferment to get back to our…
When I was in college I had this little plastic ID holder the size of a credit card attached to a key ring. It held my license, my Visa, a couple of bucks, my house key, and my car key. I’d put it safely in the back of my jeans…
We’ve been a family of loyal swim students for the past 15 weeks, and in that time, we’ve had our ups and downs… our victories and our infinitesimal, I mean incremental improvements. I’m happy to report that last Saturday JJ graduated from an o-fish-al Seahorse to an o-fish-al Jellyfish. Woot-woot.…
He waits nervously in the lobby as employees stream through the front door of the modern steel office building. His new dress shoes feel stiff as he tries to fold his Wall Street Journal back into a neat square but only partially succeeds… iPads are so much better. A young…
This past Sunday I was attempting to languish in an old and lavish pastime from my youth I like to call, “reading magazines.” When I was younger, my mom and I would spend entire afternoons laying around the living room. And my dad would always come in covered in dirt…
Nate can talk. I know, I know. I’m always proclaiming this. But every time I do, it’s because it’s like he can actually talk now. Each time he crosses some invisible developmental speech level, it’s just so… apparent. There are very few times when I can’t tell what he’s saying…
Yesterday morning I woke up at 4:55am, 5 minutes before I’d set my alarm to go off. I stealthily got dressed, got an exemplary free parking spot near the train station… And then proceeded to board a slow train to nowhere. Technically it was a slow train to the city……
The very next morning I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom and saw Nate run past the door and down the hall, clutching his baybit, “Liiilon Coming!” I quick shut the door and hoped it was like me, preferring tapas over full-size entrees.