Letting Go

The other night, a series of things happened that made me laugh until I cried. I don’t mean a chuckle, I mean tears streaming down my face to the point that my eyes got all puffy afterwards and it looked like I was having an allergic reaction of sorts. These things that made me laugh [ Read More ]

Parenting To the Lowest Common Denominator

  Parker is almost six, though she will correct you immediately that she is “five and three-quarters” if she hears you say that because she is precise, and detail-oriented, and very much her father’s daughter in that way. But she is my daughter too. A daughter that I was petrified of having, and then elated [ Read More ]