We’ve entered the age of the frenzied morning. We had a whole year of school mornings and tumbling out the door together under our belt when this school year started, but we’ve also got…
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Last Friday night, our beloved next door neighbors accidentally locked themselves out of their apartment on their way to dinner and so they knocked on our door at bedtime to get the spare key…
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Promise I’ll be back, soon. If you’d like, follow @readtealeaves for glimpses of our time away.…
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At the end of August we’re packing up a borrowed car and heading up to Maine for a few nights of camping—Grammy, Grandpa, cousins, aunties, and uncles included. We’ll be a motley crew, but…
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I’m not much of a planner. It’s not that I’m reckless or even terribly spontaneous, but if I try to peer too far into the future, I can start to feel anxious. Better to…
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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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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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I can’t stop thinking about this passage from Masha Gessen’s essay, The Unimaginable Reality of American Concentration Camps: We learn to think of history as something that has already happened, to other people. Our…
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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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My little sister Devan got married this past weekend. She wore my mom’s wedding dress and flowers in her hair. I didn’t snap a single picture at the wedding itself, just these few shots…