Dear Adeline and River, I had a conversation last night that broke my heart and made me angry. Around 9:45 last night I picked up
“In the game of parenting, your mother is my teammate, you three are not. Consider yourselves the ball…
Dear River, I want to tell you a story about your dog, Zoe. We found her cowering at the pound. She wasn’t barking like the
Dear Eleanor and Wesley, I will only claim two things about Friendship: I don’t understand it and every time I thought I did, it changed.
Dear Malin Reese, As you draw nearer to two-years-old, your vocabulary skyrockets on a weekly basis. You’re becoming more aware of your physical capabilities and
Sons- I was a junior in high school the first time I read James Joyce’s Araby. At its core, it’s a short story about a