I’m writing this to you 3,000 feet in the air while watching The Greatest Showman (Nat: This would be much better if Hugh Jackman suddenly turned into Wolverine mid-routine).
When I was young and heard news reports of elderly people dying because of the heat in the summer, I would think, “How in the world does THAT happen?” Now I know.
We’re in the thick of summer camp season at the moment.
I realized I’m pretty much constantly “on edge” around my kids every single time we’re in public together without Nat.
How did this automatic dishing out of small food stuffs become such a huge part of parenting?
I am very brave and courageous.
Sam and I were driving in the car today when I asked him what kind of superhero power he would love the most. “I think I’d want to fly,” he said. He then asked what mine would be. Without hesitation, I said: “I want to simply think of the food items we need and have…
It feels like such a luxury to be doing something outside at night together. (And really, between paying for lessons and babysitters and timing, it is a luxury.) But it’s so fun and freeing and good to be doing this.
Meatloaf once sang “I will do anything for love, but I won’t do that.” For me, “that” in regards to my children, means, “go on a field trip as a chaperone.” Since he could talk, Sam has been after me about being a chaperone on a field trip. Tomorrow, he has a field trip where…
The beauty of summer Fridays.
I’m very cutting edge.
(Gross photo of an infected bug bite here.)
When did straws become so bad? I was just living my life, working, raising my family, paying $20 to have someone walk my dog around the block, forgetting to write thank you notes, and then I hear on the radio New York City is proposing a ban on plastic straws. (WNYC is really going to…