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No, it’s not technically today. I didn’t know (or maybe I knew and forgot) that Sunday, March 21, was World Down syndrome Awareness Day. Sophie and I were waiting at the car wash when I noticed Maya had posted some lovely thoughts about Leo, in honor of the day. Whoops. I went home and told [...]

Annabelle has a half-hour piano lesson every Tuesday evening, and since my iPhone doesn’t work in her teacher’s studio, it’s the one time I know I can sneak in a little pleasure reading. Last night I was hustling through “The Lonely Polygamist” by Brady Udall (it’s fabulous) when something tore me away from the story. My [...]

You can throw rotten tomatoes at your computer screen, but the truth is that I didn’t love “Alice in Wonderland.” It’s my own f-ed up fault.  I let Crispin Glover ruin it for me. I could blame the fact that, as my dear friend Heather’s 10 year old daughter put it, Tim Burton’s wonderland just wasn’t [...]

OK, yes, so in the Brave New World of Media as We Know It Today (but blink and it’ll change again), newspaper editors must take up event planning. At least, I must. And so, if I must, let it be a Super Cool Event. (At least I hope it will — the fantastic Georganne of [...]

Our trip to New York City was full of high points, but I have to say that the best moment came when Sophie met Leo. I walked into a busy restaurant, looked around, and suddenly, this little boy I’ve been reading about almost every day for months leapt off the computer screen and into real [...]

It’s not easy, being a tourist in a city you once thought you’d call home. I should know. I’ve skulked around Manhattan on various trips over the years, wasting precious time feeling bitter over the fact that I don’t live there and likely never will. But this time, that didn’t happen. Ray and I took the girls to [...]

My poor mother. Today is my father’s birthday. Let’s just say he has not been his most pleasant self of late — or so I hear. Perhaps getting past the day will help. He’s not a gift kind of guy, so my sister Jenny and I — and our families — continued a tradition Jenny [...]

I have started calling Sophie Mrs. Whatsit. It fits with the stream of questions — I prefer the “whys,” though they’re harder to answer, but it’s mostly “whatsits” — pouring out of her all the time, even in her sleep. (Really! Neither of us has been sleeping well; I can hear her talking in her [...]

Oh my. I know I just gushed about Sarah last week, but you must check out this post from her mom, Joyce, on a rather auspicious occasion this past Saturday. As I commented to Joyce, reading this made my day/week/year! Try to read it without going a little waterworks yourself. Share: