When William was a toddler, he mastered using manners to get what he wanted. He’d wander over, raise both of his hands like a referee signaling touchdown, and say, “May I please have some pick-me-up?” This phrase has become part of our family lore, one of those stories that our twins love hearing over and […]
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When Your Child's a Police Officer
Not every day starts with a ticket from the police, but yesterday did. In the five minutes called breakfast, I attempted to tweet and read the headlines without getting peanut butter smeared on my keyboard. Vivian, my six-year-old, wanted more attention than our ten minute morning snuggle afforded her. So after she had inhaled her […]