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In our house, we call a pacifier a “nimmy,” because a certain ten-year-old dubbed it as such, back when toddled around with one his mouth.…
Sidney turns four in two weeks, which means it’s been four years since I had a baby. It’s hard to believe that after being on…
I weigh in on the NFL disaster up on kveller.com today. This is the link: http://www.kveller.com/blog/parenting/for-the-first-time-ever-i-want-my-boys-to-watch-football/ I would like to know, however, why shitstorm isn’t…
This summer, when we are not talking about the new house or the move, we are talking about biking. Specifically, we are talking about the…
Please. No more hockey indoors. At least not with a puck. — The Management
There were some things I knew would better here (live theater, blah, blah) but I wasn’t expecting access to great produce to be one of…
There are some children who could spend every waking hour on a play date, or who look to birthday parties with eager anticipation. There are…
Truly my happy place. Here with the boys for the bar mitzvah of the son of one of my dearest pals. The event was this…
I had to write a short article about Passover, for which I needed a picture of food in my minivan. So I opened a box…
In a constant (and generally unsuccessful) effort to prove our supremacy, M and I pulled another one over on a child this morning. Frances, the…