It’s a cliche, but life does have its ups and downs, doesn’t it? Since last month’s meal plan was posted, we’ve had some great ups: The kids’ school musical! L. accepting a big scholarship for summer camp! Great times with
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It’s here! It’s finally here! After one of the longest, most dramatic winters in recent memory (seriously, April? Nor’easters?), we have finally achieved something that sort of resembles Spring. There’s verifiable sunshine, temperatures have stayed warm enough for a long
Here it is again: The Spring Gauntlet. Parents know what I’m talking about. It’s that time of year when you’re finally breathing after the holidays and the gloom and doom of winter and all of that mess….and just as the
I know it’s cheesy to say that this month’s meal plan is all about love — how VALENTINE’S DAY, how LAME. But I don’t really mean it as an homage to the non-holiday that is February 14th. The thing is,
You may have noticed that there’s been sort of a theme running on RRG lately: the boys are growing older. We’re having to expand everyone’s horizons and ways of doing things. We’re figuring out where to give them more independence,
My boys are what you’d probably call “good eaters.” They not only have hearty appetites, but they’re relatively adventurous and willing to eat what’s served to them (mostly). I often get frustrated with their particular habits (“Why is P. such
I’ve never paid close attention to the cafeteria-related notices at the boys’ school. Both of my kids bring their lunches every day, and that’s the way they like it. Lunch menus come home faithfully each week, only to be chucked
I’m hungry this month. Hungry for so much. I don’t know why I feel this way. Maybe it’s the fickle weather, the 60-degree days followed by freezing rain and sweaters. The lightness outside, dinners with sunlight coming in through the
In my experience, birthday parties are sort of like Legos. You think you’ll be able to control them, contain them, buck the trend and keep things modest. And then at some point you find yourself ankle-deep in tiny plastic pieces
So it’s October, and it’s our 11th anniversary today, and J. and I are not doing anything to celebrate. Don’t feel sad for us or anything — we’ve exchanged lovey pleasantries and we’ve also had a marvelous email thread in