Throwback Parenting

Throwback Parenting

I love the Throwback Thursday photos posted by friends when the nineties seemed so “now.” How young/cute/clueless we all seem! But parenting is giving me a different kinds of flashback, and lately it’s…

Being a Dad Means Having More to Lose

Being a Dad Means Having More to Lose

The above is not a photo of tragedy, neither kid got hurt. But I can’t help looking at my son flying through the air and imagine crash landings and disaster….

My Miranda July Superbowl

My Miranda July Superbowl

The best part about reading fiction, maybe any book, is the way a wonderful writer stays in your head. For a few days after finishing a book, it feels like I…

Put On the Curb

Put On the Curb

After the New Year, I get an itch to take down the decorations and get everything “put back.” Part practical, part compulsive. Use that vacation time productively! Don’t have pine needles…

Thank You for the Yucky Food

Thank You for the Yucky Food

I know it’s developmental. Kids are wired to be self-centered, and part of our job is to help them understand there are other people in the world. Sometimes they impress…

Growing Up Fast, Part 16

Growing Up Fast, Part 16

My babies are growing up sooooo quickly. I took Jaden in for his haircut and AJ said “he’s shooting up so fast, next to go are those chipmunk cheeks. Broke my…

Drawing the Future

Drawing the Future

I’ve been thinking about a sketch I did years ago. In another life, really. Surrounded by sick and fearful friends, I immersed myself in what you might call the California New Age…

The Family Bed

The Family Bed

We all know Jay and I didn’t turn out to be French Parents a la Pamela Druckerman. The vision sounded so nice: after eating a very adult dinner, the little ones loving the…

Pondering Irrelevance

Pondering Irrelevance

Tonight I had the fantastic opportunity to attend the Out & Equal conference closing dinner,thanks to Jay’s connection Brigadier General Tammy Smith, the highest ranking openly lesbian or gay person in…

Blue, and Red: I Am What I Drive

Blue, and Red: I Am What I Drive

The day after the election and I’m feeling blue. As a kid we learned that one did not discuss money or politics, period. So let me say something about cars….

Sign In Here

Sign In Here

The kids were off to school, crazed about Halloween (Jaden: “Is it today?” Me: “No.” Jaden: “Is it the weekend?” Me: “No, it’s Monday.”) In the couple minutes before my…

Fall, Falls, Falling

Fall, Falls, Falling

Halloween and Daylight Savings time are sneaking up on us. Disney on Ice featured Cars, the Little Mermaid, and Toy Story. Actual cars, or actual model cars, zooming around the…

One Small Success

One Small Success

A few weekends ago Jay gave me the wonderful gift of wrangling the kids while I did a daylong yoga retreat. It was unbelievably nice to have 8 hours at Green Gulch…

Take Me to the River

Take Me to the River

I’ve always felt at home in the water, refreshed, reconnected to something at my core. In Maggie Shipstead’s Seating Arrangements, there’s this great passage: Whatever the root of Biddy’s affinity…

Time, Again

Time, Again

I knew this would happen eventually, just not so soon. It was so appropriate it happened the night I went to see Boyhood, the lovely, lyrical film by Richard Linklater. It’s a…