One Magical Family Dinner

Dinner time with a toddler (in my house) is often challenging…There’s the fight to get her to sit at the dinner table… The fight to get her to try her dinner…. The ridiculous amount of frustration when she finally tries a bite and exclaims “mmmmm, I like this.” (Ummm yeah, we knew you would like it….It… Continue reading One Magical Family Dinner

Ugly Crying On The Way Back From Target…

I ugly cried on the way back from Target yesterday. Not because of a meltdown or a tantrum in the middle of the store. In fact, quite the opposite. My trip to Target was calm, peaceful even. Teddy slept in his car seat the whole trip… snoozing peacefully as I attempted to avoid buying all… Continue reading Ugly Crying On The Way Back From Target…

When Minnie Went for a Swim…

Every once and awhile I’ll have a “perfect” mom day. My kids will sleep in (for them). The house will be in order. I’ll take a shower, put on makeup, and even manage to have a “good hair day.” We’ll venture out in public looking presentable, without any meltdowns…we’ll eat healthy meals and play and… Continue reading When Minnie Went for a Swim…

This one time on the subway

Years ago, before kids, before the suburbs, before going to the grocery store alone became a luxury– Mike and I were riding the subway…. I think we had gone to Union Square to pick up groceries from Trader Joe’s or Whole Foods (or wherever) and were heading home–  but I’m not entirely sure. … What… Continue reading This one time on the subway

Lessons from a 2-year-old

Dear Addie, There are certain “2-year-old traits” that I hope you’ll outgrow… Like diapers and temper tantrums. But there are other traits that I hope you’ll hold onto… Today we were at a music class. You were running around (per usual) while I sat and watched you and sang by myself (the mom friends I… Continue reading Lessons from a 2-year-old

Truth… Or 1 year ago/1 year later

1 year ago… I was probably on the subway– squished up against strangers, trying to keep my 1-year-old happy, checking work emails to make sure nothing urgent was happening, silently hating every single man (and woman– but honestly mostly the men) sitting with his legs insanely spread out (overcompensating) while I stood angrily in a… Continue reading Truth… Or 1 year ago/1 year later