Tonight, as I prepared Ewan’s room for him to get ready for bed, I walked over to his window to shut the blinds. He has a west-facing window and the afternoon light just pours right in. He also has ...

I went to yoga class the other day. This is how it went. 11:15 a.m. Have to leave now. Now. NOW. Put Ewan in his carseat, buckle him in, and look over to make sure Holden has clipped in ...

There is a rusty wooden bridge that yawns its way over a creek on the way to Holden’s preschool. I love this bridge. Even though it’s only about three years old, it looks as though it’s been there forever. ...

I love the change of seasons. Every time a new one begins, I think, “This one’s my favorite.” That being said, Spring is my favorite. Here’s why. I know stuff has been hiding. Growing. Preparing. Waiting patiently. I love ...

Holden is in love. A few months ago, he burst into tears at the kitchen table while talking to Hank. As I had already had this particular encounter with Holden earlier in the day, I listened from the stairway, ...

Spring soccer started this week, and with it the teaming up of Holden and his friend, Samwise, otherwise known simply as, Sam. Sam and Holden’s relationship, up until this point, has largely consisted of Star Wars lightsaber playdates. They ...

It seems like every day I get these fabulous catalogs in the mail. Athleta. Pottery Barn. Patagonia. Garnet Hill. Sundance. Crate and Barrel. Williams-Sonoma. I go through them, page by page, item by item, dog-earing pages and circling items ...

Enjoy!

The newest Holdenism was announced, loudly I might add, at the park yesterday. There were several young kids there and a couple of parents. Please, really sink yourself into that type of environment to get the full effect of ...