Yesterday was our eight year old son’s special day*, where he got to pick a meal and a family activity for the day. Knowing his tendency towards lounging all day in PJs, I bribed him. I told him, “If you pick an active family activity, like, I dunno, hiking Dragon’s Tooth, I’ll make cinnamon rolls … Continue reading Boy declares Dragon’s Tooth “Best Hike Ever.” Mom agrees.
The house is silent. My coffee cup warm in my palm. Our son is sleeping across the hall, snuggled up in his warm bed, our daughter snoring upstairs. My husband’s head is buried under a pillow to muffle the sounds of floorboards creaking, of the bathroom doorknob rattling, the roar of the hairdryer as I … Continue reading In the quiet of morning
I was unloading the dishwasher the other day, and my wedding ring clinked against a glass bowl, making a sound so similar to a sound from childhood that I was transported instantly to a motorboat, zipping through briney rivers, the sun on my face and the wind in my hair. I even caught a whiff … Continue reading A Small Thing My Dad Never Knew