Rock, Paper, Scissors
This morning, Jon and I were both in bed, and our alarm clocks had just gone off. Neither of us…
My Brother Filled My Mom’s Car up with Water
Today is my brother, Ari’s, birthday. He’s forty-one today, which still makes me his older, wiser sister. We’ve gone through…
Instead of Laughs, I got the Middle Finger
A few weeks ago, because of school conferences, my kids didn’t have classes. I was so looking forward to spending…
Don’t Judge the Mom in the Carpool Line Wearing Pj’s
I’m not a morning person. I’ve never been one, I’ll never be one, and I accept this about myself. Finally.…
You Can’t Win If You Don’t Play
I almost crushed my daughter’s dream. In my quest to protect her, I almost shut it down before she even…
I Miss My Mom
I Miss my Mom. Just four little words that come together to form a sentence. There’s no possible way these…
Slow Down, You Move too Fast
As Mom’s we have a lot to juggle: our families, our homes, our lives. We rush around doing everything for…
Bathroom Business: How I Almost Burned Down a Building
I’m not sure what the deal is lately, but it seems like every time I’m with a group of women,…
Bald and Beautiful
The other day I was at Whole Foods, shopping for groceries and spending a small fortune. I was walking through the…