Month: March 2012

Two by Canoe

Jack’s teacher emailed me a short video she shot of Jack riding an adaptive bike at school. She has been telling me in our daily correspondence about how much he loves it and how good he is at riding it. When I told her I would love to see a picture, I never imagined that she would just go ahead…

Bookworm

There is something really gratifying about revisiting a really beloved book from years ago and finding that it’s even better than you remember. Over the past year or so, I’ve re-read several classics which thrilled me on the first go-round. Most of them I devoured as a teenager. I thought they were grand, and I loved mentally checking them off…

Jacky Wing-Dings

This week I received the most delightful email from Jack’s teacher. I always get a little panicked when I see a message in my inbox from one of Jack’s teachers or if I see that his school is calling, because the reason for the note or the call could well be to tell me that Jack has been lost, biting…

Good Day, Sunshine

I’ve started a new addictive book and it’s about vampires. I know, right? What is it with the current vampire fascination which is permeating books, movies, TV, and even music (Vampire Weekend, anyone)? It appears that as a culture we are pretty reliably interested in things vampirish, particularly if they involve attractive young people and are somehow darkly romantic. The…

Serendipity

I have begun to mentally collect serendipitous quotations which I have recently overhead. They typically stand out from the bustle of the everyday because they are so apt, or clever, or randomly funny. I want to put them down here in this blog, to catalog these nuggets of wisdom and hilarity. They are too good to be forgotten. 1) “We…

Life’s a Happy Song

Yesterday evening, after a prolonged session of interacting calmly with our son (we were not arguing with him, although he was definitely arguing with us!), wherein we calmly stated and restated the family rules, and calmly reminded him of the natural consequences to not following the rules, the boy ultimately decided to comply and walked away to take a shower.…

Summer of My Discontent

I’m getting really paranoid about summer. It’s messed up, I know. People yearn for summer all year long. But I dread it. It is, unequivocally, the most difficult season for us to navigate. All the things that most people love about summer–unstructured days, kids on holiday from school, family vacations–are the things which make life at our house go from…