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I pulled up to a red light on Sunday and stopped behind this: Ok, maybe not this exact truck, but by the time I realized…
This pasta is the kids’ favorite. It’s called Orecchiette, which I believe means “little ear,” because they are meant to look like tiny lamb’s ears.…
I tumbled out of bed, put the kettle on, sprinkled the coffee at the bottom of the Bodum, and grabbed a mug. Minutes later, when…
This morning when M lifted Sidney out of her highchair, after she’d laid waste to her Rice Krispies, she dislocated her elbow. I knew that’s…
I have a distinct memory of losing a tooth and finding a pound under my pillow the next morning. I spent the pound at the…
The kids are coming home from school this week and telling me that they’re making remarkable Mother’s Day Presents, but they can’t divulge any specific…
Spotted this while out and about. It’s a body scrubber. It’s also going to be the most perfect Father’s Day present. Ever.
There’s something that happens at the end of the year to parents of school-age children, or at least to some of us. Ok, maybe only…
More glorious spring weather here, and by glorious I mean that it hit sixty and the sun was out. All day. We go batty the…
I saw my running doctor again this week. While I’ve picked up my cadence, he’s not so thrilled with my foot strike. And that’s all…