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Here’s what I am not going to write about: How my kids behaved like complete ungrateful, insensitive animals on much of my birthday. I am…
I came to skiing later in life, at least later then my kids did. I first skied very unmemorably in college on some awful, icy…
I once again found myself shlepping Frances to after hours urgent care for a strep test (positive) in a town called Mamaroneck. It was dark…
It turns out that I’m a lover of winter. It’s been years since I’ve had a proper one (London, 1995)… And I’m thrilled to be…
I’ve had a couple of requests for pics of the do-it-yourself goalie outfit. First of all, I don’t know why anyone would want to be…
M says I am a self-hating American because I have generally insisted that the one rule we must follow on July 4th is to leave…
I’m packing the boys up for summer camp, which means the room that used to be my office now looks something like this: .. and…
We just dismantled the final baby gate. It used to live right here: We have had one of these for as long as we can…
After a wonderful ten days in Colorado, we are home. Skiing was a success, even if day one nearly left me for dead. Turns out…
Difficult run, but a beautiful rainbow.