This is a picture of a parent letting go. More specifically, it’s a photo of my ten-year-old waiting to cross the street because his school is on this block. I always watch him as he walks through the intersection before returning to our apartment, and
Max’s friend, Noah, was describing band practice at school the other day. This picture is for Noah who wrote all the words to this cartoon.
Max has got a friend named Alice. I like Alice, her spitfire and smarts. However she’s always been a bit of a pain, impulsive and impossible to control. Lately she’s become quite abusive, kicking him in the shins and stomping
Ok, every now and then I break down and do an arts’n’craft mommy blog post. Max wanted to make Easter eggs. Nine out of the dozen survived to join our collection of Easter eggs past. Lookit what we did! (And
(Behold! Not one cat, but TWO cats we have adopted this month. Max made me do it.)