The Lilly boys have all been blessed with good hair. Thick, shiny, and curly hair are represented in our household, all without the addition of products or fussing. Isn’t that always the way with boys? Through the years, the guys have gradually gone from bald to blonde to light brown to dark hair. Their hairstyles … Continue reading Taking Samson for a haircut
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What parents think when their kid doesn’t make it home by curfew
I can't believe (s)he's late! Midnight is more than reasonable a curfew! I'm so annoyed. Give an inch, they take a mile. I hope there wasn't an accident. Were there drugs at that party?!? You can't even text? Why can't you text? Are you injured? Did you forget your keys? Are you outside too hesitant … Continue reading What parents think when their kid doesn’t make it home by curfew
Things I miss
The smell of my babies. There’s nothing like the fragrance of a newborn baby. Snow. This winter just feels a bit barren without it. Sleep uninterrupted by bathroom visits, drenched sheets and work related stress. Puppy breath. Evenings spent at home. Eating with abandon – an entire pint of Cherry Garcia, burgers actually on buns, … Continue reading Things I miss
I need (to have) a dog
Two years ago, we let our 12 year-old lab, Cassidy, go. She made it clear that day when she laid down on the cold, snowy sidewalk and refused to get up, that it was time and she was ready. To this day, I so appreciate that she clearly communicated her need to be done to … Continue reading I need (to have) a dog
Worst mother, best neighbors
Last Monday, my oldest son and I took a walk with Jeter around the neighborhood. We were about a mile away from our house when we came across some curbside treasure - a leather couch in remarkably good condition. Hmmm. I should tell you about our history with couches. In the last 20 years there … Continue reading Worst mother, best neighbors
A tale of two abortions
Many, many years ago an older friend shared with me the story of her illegal abortion. It involved a large amount of money, cash only, of course, a bus ride out of the city and into the "everything looks the same" suburbs, and an extracted promise to never tell anyone where she had been (as … Continue reading A tale of two abortions
Letting go
Saturday was a big day and I'm not talking about American Pharaoh's upset up in Saratoga. No, it was the first day of my oldest son's adult life - he is officially a college freshman. Yesterday was Drop Off day, which might be better named Jump off a Cliff Day because that's what I felt … Continue reading Letting go
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