Connections

In the third grade my best friend since preschool decided that we could no longer be friends because I wore pants to school instead of skirts... seriously.

“Mom, smell my armpits! They are smelly just like yours!”

I have plenty of follow-up questions for him: What is he looking forward to? What is he nervous about? Will he miss being in elementary school? And so on and so on…

My parents never talked to me about sex or puberty. One afternoon, I jokingly asked my mom about the birds and the bees. She responded by teasing back–threatening to tell me everything. She thought that by not having “the talk”...

The year is 1998 and I’m attending a co-ed birthday party filled with pubescent eleven and twelve-year-olds quarantined to the basement while the parents socialized upstairs. The pizza had been delivered and...

I’ve been a Mom for 9 years and the only constant in my life has been the need to embrace failure. I should’ve known this the first time I let 6-month-old Luci roll off a hotel bed. I put her in the middle of the king-sized mattress...

We’re that family. The ones who like running. We’ll run anywhere, the city, the forest or even on a treadmill. It’s something we’ve done since our college days and now our kids are joining the adventure and WE FREAKING LOVE IT...