Our son took the PSAT this school year. He’s 16 years old. About a week ago, he started receiving letters in the mail from colleges. “Go to our website and sign up for more information!” Every day, the mailbox contains at least one or two letters with a fine logo embossed in the upper left … Continue reading Letters from colleges
One morning, when the kids were 5 and 7, and I was standing at the chopping block cutting crusts off sandwiches, I heard our son say to his little sister, “Do you know the ‘D’ word?” He and our daughter slurped cereal at the kitchen table a few feet behind me. I paused imperceptibly, remained … Continue reading Do you know the “F” word?
My husband stood at the kitchen window on Saturday. A warm spring breeze fluttered the curtains. He eyed the blue sky and watched joggers cruise by in short sleeves and shorts. His legs twitched to run intervals. “I think the kids are old enough to stay home alone,” he said. I stopped, fridge magnet in … Continue reading I left our kids at home alone