UGHHHHHHH

I’m sure that there are at least fifty posts on my site with that title, but this one… this one really deserves it.

This village of ours

“I knew I couldn’t call the police because that would frighten him even more, and so the quickest and best solution for everyone involved was to get him inside his house.”

Matters of the eyes

A two-week crash course in vision charts, phoropters, lenses and frames, and perhaps a gentle nudge to get your kids’ eyes tested.

The Avon World Sales Leader, another side

“You know what else I’ve also learned about cancer? It’s stealth. It is a stealth disease. It is so under wraps that it has invaded you before you even have a clue.”

Bedtime with Marlo

When Marlo asks what she was like at five years old I’ll pull up this post and say, “This is a small but very accurate sample.”

Exploring the magical world of fiction

Historical facts do not matter when trying to distract a five-year-old from the knowledge that we are not yet at our destination.

When it takes a village

I am giving you permission to discipline my children unless your approach to discipline is none whatsoever.

Quinoa, frogs legs and more musings from “The Picnic Game”

When it comes to games involving the alphabet, pity the participant who is in his sixties and can’t remember what comes after the letter C.

Stuff I found while looking around

In this week’s edition: Tinder profiles recreated, photos of modern-day Dandies, some of the brilliant writing and acting on “Parks and Recreation,” and the dog costume to beat all dog costumes.

A somewhat theatrical start to the next ten months

There’s a way to start off a school year, and then there is the Heather B. Armstrong way.