I love it when I hear “It’s a Small World” jingling in the background because it means the ice cream truck is nearby. I live close to a neighborhood that’s heavily populated with kids...
Having an inquisitive child is a challenge, even more so when the goal as a parent is providing information with honesty and truth and as little judgment as possible. There are so many questions...
My son who is an elementary school teacher and his seven year old daughter were talking about what could potentially get you in trouble at school. One of the things they discussed was saying...
I listened to the annual reading of the Declaration of Independence on NPR and was once again touched and humbled by the thoughtful and precise wording, the straightforward logic and the outright power of...
I learned something yesterday: Ask. Or maybe I should say don’t ask. The handle for my crock pot cover has been broken for a while and it requires a minor feat of engineering to remove the...
I originally started watching a couple of television series with the subtitles turned on because my husband was having trouble understanding the names and the British accents on Game of Thrones and Mr Selfridge....
I like curly, dark green leaf lettuces — my husband thinks those qualify as bitter. He could easily live life with no lettuce except iceberg — though I keep trying to convince him that...
A woman I know proudly told me that she spends half an hour each morning, making and straightening the bed until she is satisfied it meets her specifications. She wouldn’t last around here —...
I’ve come to recognize the occupants of the Memory Care unit where my mother in law lives and I was surprised the other day to see a man that I didn’t know, strolling the...
In the Alzheimer’s facility where my husband’s mother lives, there’s a resident that the staff refers to as a “shopper”, their term for someone who wanders into other people’s rooms and takes things. “It’s...
