The other day I kissed Sophie and said, “I love you.” She kissed me back. Right on the lips, the type of kiss I’m normally opposed to unless it’s from someone to whom I’m married. “I love you, too, Mommy,” she said, and hugged me hard. She leaned back and looked at me, like she was trying […]
I’m dashing off to Target this morning. Last minute Santa shopping. And the fourth night of Hanukkah. Being a non-observant Jew married to a fallen Catholic is exhausting. And expensive. That’s not to say we’re ignoring the real reason for the season — we’ve had great times with family and friends and it’s not even […]
Dear Santa, I love you. You’re the best Santa Claus I ever had. I love Christmas. I want paintbrushes and baby stuff, too. We are watching Elf right now and I saw you on Elf. But you are fake on Elf. What’s your favorite color and what’s all the reindeers’ names and I love you […]
We have a new babysitter starting tonight, and she’s Jewish. Not Jewish like me, but Jewish like I suspect she actually goes to synagogue. So I’m feeling a little self conscious about the giant Christmas tree in our living room. In our nearly 14 years of marriage, Ray and I have often had trees, but […]
I cracked up when I saw the press release for “A Very Gaga Thanksgiving” — which I didn’t catch on TV over the holiday weekend, mainly because we were busy being entertained by our own GAGA, my mother. (Plus, I can’t tell you the name of a Lady Gaga song.) This drawing of her grandchildren — […]
Ray took me to lunch last week. “Here’s the thing,” he said, by way of apologizing for getting snippy with me the day before. “It’s just that when you are rushing around doing all that holiday stuff, you look so miserable.” My jaw dropped, then my lips pursed. “I’M FESTIVE!” I announced, shocked that anyone […]
Turns out, it was the year of the unrecognized costume. Ray got home late tonight. “Hey, get your fox costume on!” I said. I was already in my Felicity Fox get-up. “Oh, I thought I’d wear the Spiderman costume from last year,” Ray said. “The Fantastic Mr. Fox shirt is in the laundry.” “No unitard!” […]
I never dress up at Halloween. Never. I think the last time I dressed up for Halloween I was in the fourth grade. But this year I couldn’t resist — I got the idea to be Felicity Fox from Fantastic Mr. Fox a couple months ago, and I couldn’t get it out of my head. […]
The overwhelming sense of relief I feel when Mother’s Day ends is matched only by the relief I experience on October 28, the day after my birthday. I know this is messed up. Don’t get me wrong — it was a terrific Mother’s Day. The best ever. Really. The first words I heard were from […]
It was a Big Weekend. The cousins were here, visiting from Denver. Aside from the fact that I spent a little too much time studying my (adorable) almost four year old nephew and comparing his cognitive abilities to Sophie’s, it was a truly lovely time — beautiful weather, grand company, and my baked French toast turned […]
