We live in New York City. And while the crumbling brownstone we call home is far from the most extreme example in this city of people living one on top another, when we fall…
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I don’t have a fail-safe method or a prescription for a seamless and easy transition away from nursing and toward sleeping peacefully until 7:30 am, disturbing neither parents or neighbors. (Hint: No one does.)…
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While I witness an administration actively working to terrorize immigrants and to demonize the families seeking to cross the US-Mexico border, I feel the need more than ever to have frank, age-appropriate, humanizing conversations…
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It’s officially the last day of school for Faye. She’s currently running through city sprinklers with her friends and a babysitter, and despite the usual childcare and work/life balance questions to still sort out,…
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My kids’ feet have sandal lines on them. Despite our efforts to keep them fairly well protected, it’s mid-June and their little feet (and mine) are already showing the effects of our sun-loving habits.…
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It’s one thing to plan for simplicity, it’s another to achieve it. Kind of. I’m increasingly convinced that while there are things beyond my —or anyone’s—control, that there’s something to be said for adapting…
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At the time of writing my fingernails are yellowed from the turmeric I used to dye cotton ribbons for my very-nearly-five-year-old’s birthday party. If it sounds like the stuff of an over-achieving do-gooder on…
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What’s my advice to parents wondering whether they can swing two small kids sharing one tiny bedroom? If you think you can do it, you definitely can. With all of the proper caveats that…
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I’ll take breakfast in bed with an extra-large helping of revolution, please. In anticipation of Mother’s Day this weekend, here are a few things I’ve listened to, or read, or heard about lately that…
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I get more questions than I can ever field in a reasonable amount of time about kids and gifts and what to do about them. After nearly five years at this now, I’m getting…