Henry’s new teachers (he’s got two this year) mailed us a questionnaire. We received it in June, so naturally we filed it away until last night, hours before his first day of second grade. This has been an extraordinarily challenging... (Continue reading)
I love Alexa, and I’ve been a fan of her blog, Flotsam, since I found it. Back then, five long years ago, she was not yet married, not yet undergoing IVF, not yet mourning the loss of her son Ames,... (Continue reading)
I love Alexa, and I’ve been a fan of her blog, Flotsam, since I found it. Back then, five long years ago, she was not yet married, not yet undergoing IVF, not yet mourning the loss of her son Ames,... (Continue reading)
Want to see my September column in Redbook? Say no more. When it comes to parenting — and most everything else — I'm cursed with both a competitive streak and terminal laziness. I deeply want to excel, but I'd rather... (Continue reading)
Want to see my September column in Redbook? Say no more. When it comes to parenting — and most everything else — I'm cursed with both a competitive streak and terminal laziness. I deeply want to excel, but I'd rather... (Continue reading)
Yesterday I had a business lunch at a fancy lunch place, which, as we all know, is where you go when you need to business in the middle of the day. First thing I did when I got there, after... (Continue reading)
Yesterday I had a business lunch at a fancy lunch place, which, as we all know, is where you go when you need to business in the middle of the day. First thing I did when I got there, after... (Continue reading)
I’ve been dishonest with you all for far, far too long. I can’t lie any longer. Are you sitting down? You’re probably sitting down. If you’re not, you should sit down. Or lie down, with your legs slightly elevated. How... (Continue reading)
I am lucky to have come across merely a few dangerously unstable people in my life. Here is one of them. It was 1996, it was the end of the workday, and I was exiting the office of my Web... (Continue reading)
I am lucky to have come across merely a few dangerously unstable people in my life. Here is one of them. It was 1996, it was the end of the workday, and I was exiting the office of my Web... (Continue reading)
Did you forget to read my August Redbook column? Hmm. I think you should know that while searching the Redbook site for my latest essay, I saw the headline "What to Do with Difficult Kids," and immediately clicked on it... (Continue reading)
Did you forget to read my August Redbook column? Hmm. I think you should know that while searching the Redbook site for my latest essay, I saw the headline "What to Do with Difficult Kids," and immediately clicked on it... (Continue reading)
Before I even start: I know there are some of you who don’t cotton to the notion of “camp.” I’m sure that in your day, summer was spent ambling about the countryside, swimming down by the ol’ swimming hole, catching... (Continue reading)
Before I even start: I know there are some of you who don’t cotton to the notion of “camp.” I’m sure that in your day, summer was spent ambling about the countryside, swimming down by the ol’ swimming hole, catching... (Continue reading)
I wrote an essay about our dog Charlie for a forthcoming anthology about dogs. I'm Not the Biggest Bitch in This Relationship!, edited by Wade Rouse, will be published in 2011, with a portion of the proceeds going to the... (Continue reading)