There’s a game that I play on the sidewalk where I set my sights on someone ahead of me and see if I can reach a milestone ahead of both of us before they…
As an addendum to last week’s post about neutral baby clothes and building a layette for bébé, here’s the truth of the matter: just when you finish gathering together your ideal list of petit bébé…
James and I made our first baby purchase two weeks ago when we bought this impossibly tiny onesie in an innocuous shade of cappuccino brown.Rehashing the problems with the old ‘blue is for boys’ and ‘pink…
Over the past week, James and I have test-driven strollers in three different New York City establishments. I’m proud to report that I only suffered one low blood sugar, neon-light-induced meltdown, proving my extreme…
A new little sometimes-series for these tea leaves: proof I’m having a baby and musings on life in a tiny apartment, bébé in tow (or very nearly). Seems to me I can’t begin a…
After having spent the last week loafing in front of the fire and squatting on my haunches under the Christmas tree, rifling through unwrapped presents for chocolates, I’m back in Brooklyn, ready to start…
Tip #81: How to host a baby in a tiny apartment. First of all: this post is not be confused with the one-day post of how to have a baby in a tiny apartment. Hold…
For your viewing pleasure, my sister Laura’s wilderness garden. Part magic-maker, part badass gardening guru, I’m bursting with all sorts of big sister pride over this one. Head over to Gardenista to read Laura’s…
Anyone who tells you that the Oregon coast is always gloomy lacks experience, or at the very least, imagination. When the sun’s not shining golden, the sky glows silver instead, offering the senses a…
Saturday was our one year wedding anniversary. And when the morning rain thwarted our plans for an afternoon sail around the harbor, we made new ones. An afternoon movie at the Paris theater. This…