For the happy daddies everywhere, and their families, here’s my post on the Father’s Day centennial, called “Morphing the Daditude” Parents had a big year in 1908 — our modern Mother’s Day had its start that May in a church
The other day I had my hair done and came home with a bit of a flip–not my usual style. My elder daughter noticed and remarked that “you look like Ann Marie.” If that doesn’t ring a bell for you,
Though my friend Ignatzia (not her real name) has issues with Mother’s Day (“they do a bad job of breakfast and then feel proud of themselves while doing nothing for the rest of the year!”), I like it pretty well.
Later moms are taking to the big screen this month and drawing a big crowd: even my mama has seen Baby Mama already. Nice to see Philadelphia (my home town) in the background there. I expect she’ll be off to
Lately, fertility anxieties haunt the dreams–waking and sleeping–of every adult woman who hopes to someday be a mom. We hear from all directions that fertility wanes fast, especially for women over 35. The dystopian film The Children of Men picked
A few posts back (New Plots and Ripples) I promised to continue exploring the effects of starting family later in the wider world. But then I got side tracked by STUFF. Dear Reader, please pardon. Maybe you know how that
So witty, so snippy, so spiritual, so lovely, so brave, so hopeful, so helpful (sometimes), so grumpy (at daybreak), so kind, so concentrated, so fond, so tall! What an arm! What an eye! What a kid!