And now for a little comic relief. (How about that economy, eh? I’m only glad I understand so little of what’s going on….) The fifth and sixth Beatles appeared in the kitchen on Saturday afternoon, courtesy of a wig originally designed to fit a Build A Bear animal and a blow up guitar from a […]

Nothing like the confirmation that your 7-year-old does most things better than you. Nine times out of 10, when I tell Sophie it’s time to do her hair, she hollers (lately she’s been looking down, stamping her foot and making a snorting noise — all too similar to a horse, I know) and refuses. The […]