Spilling the Beans

I had a lovely Mother’s Day on Sunday. I slept in, had breakfast brought to me in bed, got cards, flowers and gifts. We spent the early afternoon at the SoWa Open Market and then we broke out the two-wheelers...

(Flashback) 4/27/02 After laboring through most of April 26th, 2002, I finally gave birth to my daughter in the wee hours of April 27th, with the assistance of a formidable pair of forceps. I was 25 years old and I...

Sunday is Purim, one of my favorite holidays in the Jewish calendar. What’s not to love? We celebrate the victory of good over evil, our kids dress up in costumes, and Eli and I do a puppet show together for...

Two years ago today you made your entrance, free of drama (thankfully) but full of presence from the start. My how you’ve grown. You can run and jump. You sing songs and tell jokes. You love books. You know the...

In the summer of 1985, I went to day camp and rode the bus every day with a quiet, soft-spoken boy from the neighborhood. He was exceedingly kind, and I… well, I wasn’t. On Wild West day, I relished the...

Exactly a week ago, my sister gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. Around eight months ago, she and I were en route to IKEA when she gave me the good news. A week later I was back at IKEA...