I’m looking at the calendar, at my freshly holiday-decked house (translation: “bedazzled by a drunk elf with bad taste”), and at my pre-Christmas to-do list. I’m not stressed, actually. The to-do list is shrinking admirably, the house — however awkwardly
Here and now, we officially enter THE HOLIDAY SEASON. *Cue scary organ music* It’s time to make sure all that Thanksgiving planning is done. And Christmas shopping. And decorating. And baking. And wrapping! It’s time to do ALL THE THINGS!
I think we have something EVERY SINGLE WEEKEND in October. At any rate, that’s what it feels like — between concerts with the Philharmonic for me, school/sports/music events and lessons for both boys, and social invitations for all of us,
I need to get something off my chest. I am not a great mom because of the lunches I pack for my kids. Lately, I’ve noticed something – a new phenomenon, or a more widespread phenomenon, that’s taking hold not
One of the big downsides to committing early on to raising kids who are HEALTHY EATERS, gosh darn it, and therefore not at all accustomed to “kid food,” is that you can end up with a couple of kids who
In the past couple of days, I’ve gotten quite a number of requests for two recipes: my homemade chicken nuggets, and my spelt zucchini muffins. Both of these items have shown up in L.’s first-week-of-first-grade lunches, which have been posted
In just a few days, L. starts 1st grade. Amazing. Also in a few days, I go back to rehearsals for my choral group — for what will be, unbelievably, my tenth season. After that, P. starts soccer for the
Every year. Every single year. It happens every darned year, and you’d think I’d know by now not to expect that it’ll get better, but I can’t help it. I’m an optimist. I keep thinking that THIS year will be
Hoo boy. It’s been a while since I posted — mainly, I think, because the back-to-school season is no less hectic and stressful for me than it is for most of you. We’re trying to finish up the summer, visit