The Brother of the Bride Speech

The one that made me shed some manly tears.

Life in the Baby Universe

The Physics of Babies

Dear Grandma,

Remember when I bit your stomach? I remember doing it, but I can’t recall why. I remember getting in big trouble after. You called my dad and asked if you could spank me. He said yes.

My mother made me go to your doctor’s appointment with you last month. She couldn’t do it…

On Reflections and the Moon

We sat there, the three of us, stretched out on the couch. A stray ray of sunshine formed a pool of warmth in which we lazily immersed ourselves. I looked up at the ceiling, and that is when I saw it: A small glowing oval winking at me mischievously. I tilted my wrist slightly…

Babymoons: Cute concept, a lot of work

When Jake and I went on our honeymoon to St. Lucia, it looked like this.

I love to look at you when you are sleeping

I love to look at you when you are sleeping. I love to stand at the edge of your bed and see you there. One buried under a sea of duvet and pillows with her small, inquisitive face popping up between them seeming comforted and secure, and the other…

Parents are liars

Or, how the human slingshot enriched our family’s life

A Sister’s Letter to Her Bother

Dear Thomas,

The Greatest Gift I Gave My Mother 

Why I write

In all the years I’ve known my mother, I’ve never seen her read. Maybe the exceptions to that statement would be the notes teachers would send home when I was in elementary school, the mail, and her messages. Still, I have…

The Precious Creative

Raising a Creative Child