It’s my most favorite season of the year (to bundle up and show up to the pool dressed as if I’m about to shovel snow).
Coming to terms with the reality facing those of us who are parents of a generation that will not know life without the Internet.
I now have figurines to help facilitate the lessons I will teach my children about certain online behavior.
A heart-rending interview with Coco’s trainer and an update on how the herding dog is holding up.
Those of you with fair-skinned children are similarly dreading a certain aspect of the upcoming season and mumbling along with me, “This year I will try to remain calm.”
A post for pet lovers and everyone who has loved Chuck from afar.
Let me tell you a story about a dog named Chuck.
“California here we come, right back where we started from. Pedal to the floor. Thinkin’ of the roar.”
You could make the argument that it’s ironic that I’m starting a tradition around the mission of fighting hunger when both of my kids don’t like to eat. And you’d be right.
Historical facts do not matter when trying to distract a five-year-old from the knowledge that we are not yet at our destination.