I love taking pictures of my children - capturing a stolen moment of time. To me, there is nothing better than looking back over old pictures and remembering the way a little face looked at 6 months, or the gap-toothed smile of first lost teeth. Pictures allow us to hold on to visual memories and [...]
One of the greatest tools in my “mommy arsenal” is the concept of teamwork, especially when it comes to my almost 4 year old and just turned 3 year old. These two are constant companions, and constant imitators of each other. If one of them wants to help me fold laundry or close the door [...]
Grocery prices are on the rise, but there are still many things you can do to cut costs. One thing we have been doing in our house is to serve the children smaller portions. In the past, we would throw away a lot of food because, even though our children would eat some of their [...]
Like Mother, Like Daughter. We are a family who live in Central Massachusetts. My husband is a Boston Irish Catholic from a big family. His upbringing was smack dab in the middle of respectable Catholic America, not untinged by 60s unrest.
I am about as different from him as you can get: I’m an only child, my parents are divorced, my father was an immigrant from Egypt, I was raised on the cutting edge of the feminist/relativist/sexual self-fulfillment/diversity revolution. My upbringing was smack dab in the middle of 70s hippie snotty know-it-all America, not untinged by anomie.
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