Baby’s first Shakespeare

I’d always planned to be one of those culturally literate urban moms who took her kid to see and be part of all the City has to offer. Which is why I’m ashamed to say that my son C saw his very first Shakespeare play this weekend. I could’ve taken him to sock puppet presentations […]

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OMG homework you guys

Omg homework you guys. My son is 6 years old. That’s first grade. And he gets a shit ton of homework. By a shit ton I mean a wicked lot. He’s only got 11 years before he has to apply for college, so I know he’s got to bone up, but spelling social studies math […]

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The pressure to Do

I feel the pressure to do. In all aspects of my life. I feel an expectation, across the board, to accomplish, to experience, to produce, to communicate. Is this a symptom of contemporary life? Must one always be doing? Be engaged? Be actively participating? I went to grad school wanting to write. I left grad […]

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Playing Games

“Mommy, will you play with me?” Is the question I hear most. It’s a question that comes when I’m reading, or checking facebook, or trying to remember and write down that great idea I had on the elliptical, or making dinner. Steeped in my own thoughts, the question breaks through, and I feel several answers […]

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School Sux part 2

Okay so I’m sitting here in the entry way to yet another school that could be an option for kindergarten.  Pre-school and pre-K were basically a bust and I don’t want to blow it with kindergarten. When my top choice pre-school was full, we opted for a Catholic school that, while it covered all the […]

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We don’t talk about Heaven

I was listening to a report on NPR about the destruction of Palestinian home. A mom and her family were standing outside the rubble. A reporter asked her “what will you do now? Where will you go? Where will you house your family now?” And the distraught mother replied “I tell my children God will […]

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The Backpack

It all started last September when C asked for a new backpack. “Okay,” I said, “what kind of backpack do you want? Superheroes? Avengers? Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?” “Hello Kitty,” C replied. “Okay,” I said, “let’s put it on your Christmas list. We took out a piece of paper, we wrote it down. “A rainbow […]

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