Small Talk

It seems, at some stage of puberty, every child hears the siren’s thump. Mention drums and the eyes will light up on every teenager you

We are always on the alert for a time that unintentionally graces us with some small bit of uncompromised peace.

Suffice it to say, my children drove me whimpering from the kitchen a long time ago.

It seems we have been party to a fraud. A dog fraud. Fortunately, we never intended to show our German shorthaired pointer, nor did we

So, for me as for many, it is the season of renewal, rebirth and retreat from the refrigerator.

Most family traditions are charming. But some less so.

Good morning, and welcome to the seasonal weather forecast.

All my life, I’ve never been happier than when I have a book in my hand.

I’ve accepted the fact that it is my children’s job to embarrass me and mine to return the favor in spades.