Echobaby

Thanks to a playdate this afternoon, I now have insight into the perils facing fourth and fifth grade students on public school playgrounds....

Wren likes to play with pattern blocks. Last week he made a surprisingly symmetrical pattern. I think he called it a bird but it could hav...

Even the most rational person gets a bit superstitious when they become a parent. Perhaps its the need to imagine elves with a preschooler,...

I asked the assistant for her recommendation when I stopped in at thrive [small t] for a mid-afternoon lunch. "Are you 100% raw?...

We had a long weekend of chilly rain in Seattle but the sun broke through on Memorial Day afternoon, providing Frost and Alex with their fir...

"Mommy, I LOVE YOU" announces Frost (8), at breakfast. "Why?" I ask, immediately on guard. Love is one of the child...

Frost is checking his email while Wren squeezes flubber into a small juice glass to make farts. "Can you hear this?" he laughs. A...

Wren is watching the water gushing out of our downspout into a bucket he asked me to set there. He didn't like to see the water going i...

Recently, Frost and Wren have been playing together with more commonality of purpose that before. Where there was once tolerance there is n...

After a long period in which the children would not eat anything without threats and cajoling, tonight I scored a home run. Frost started ...