A little story about gloves

  On Tuesday, the first really chilly day, I put a pair of nice, new gloves on Sam’s hands.*   I bent down to look Sam in the eyes, so he would know I was serious. “Sam,” I said, “Do not lose these gloves.” He looked sweetly back into my Stern Mom Face™ and said,…

The Great Bi-Annual Clothes Sorting Extravaganza

Do you ever do the fun thought exercise of what your family would do if you died? I do. It’s really a fun thing to think about. Try it! (Just kidding. Please keep pretending you will live until 93. It’s for the best.) Although I would like to think my family couldn’t possibly function without…

A morning mothering mantra

I read this article the other day about attachment parenting (if there’s one thing I like to do, it’s read articles about how my current actions are going to fuck up my kids later in life). This article was long (and kind of boring, tbh) but it made me reflect on my own mothering. Here…

I can’t clean: A memoir

I’ve written on this blog before about how I’m not the cleanest person. And I’m beginning to see it’s because I’m not very good at cleaning. Today, when Kit was napping, I saw E (my Friday helper) clean the kitchen, vacuum the floors, do all the dishes, and straighten up the playroom. In that hour,…