My mother wasn’t particularly strict about TV. I don’t recall earning TV time or losing TV time. The TV was on or it wasn’t. We watched TV when we ste dinner…my…
So how are you this fine Sunday night? Me? I’m tired…exhausted even. My son and I had a Scouts camping trip. I know! I am shocked as you are. I’m not outdoorsy. I last took a hike…well, let’s just say…
It’s funny how things change, isn’t it? Growing up in England I was never without a coat, always carried an umbrella, never wore shorts, and generally sported a sweater 10 months of the year. During the so-called summer, I wore…
Running. Driving. Picking up. Dropping off. Phew. I’m exhausted just reading through this list. Since school started we have not stopped running. It’s a blur. It’s all a blur. I have three in school, and…
Talking Breakfast with the Sun Back in 2011 — doesn’t that seem ages ago? — my family and I had a glorious 10 days in southern California. Both business, so that I could attend BlogHer, and pleasure, so that we…
Boys are different. Obvious, right? After having first one and then two girls, I waited a a year or two before getting pregnant again. By the time I was finally pregnant my girls were 4 and 7. Our house was…
