Consolation Prize

Being a mom is hard. There are no performance reviews, no standardized tests, or yearly award programs to tell you that what you are doing- anything you are doing- is working. It’s the stuff of sleepless nights: Does is matter? What am I doing with my life? Am I...

For All the Saints

It occurred to me as we hustled the kids into their costumes to catch the good light for pics before the Greet and Treat that perhaps this was NOT the stuff that I desired memories to be made of. Fast forward 10 years: “Yeah, Halloween is just really stressful...

What a Friend

Parenting, as it turns out, is a giant crap shoot. The thing is, you pour your heart and soul and very life into your kids and then just hold your breath, hoping something, anything, sticks.  Results may vary.  And seeing how each person grows and develops at their...

Saving Seder

Let’s remember 2015 as the Seder That Nearly Wasn’t. About a week before Holy Thursday I had a moment where the bickering and whining and complaining and all around nastiness pushed me over the edge.  There was yelling.  Awkward sideways glances shot from...

Back to the Future

We have been discussing Mardi Gras themes for this year since before Mardi Gras last year.  Let’s just say that ‘Masquerade’ didn’t impress everyone. You can’t win ’em all. Anyway, Philip just up and decided that Super Heroes would...

This Girl

Tess turned eight last week. Eight! The day before was filled with extreme emotions because doggone it! growing up is so very hard. She’s been stretching, this girl of ours.  Physically, yes, as her ever-present ankles can attest, but interiorly, too.  It began...