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And Like That, Summer Has Started

That happened fast.       &nbsp…

If You’re Under Five You’ll Totally Get What I Mean

For the most part–other than when we’re going to church or the odd wedding, of course–David and I let the kids wear what they want. Granted, this might often mean that my kids roll out of the house looking like they stepped out of a hole in the ground rather than a turquoise-and-butterfly decorated bedroom, but it’s just the one part of child-raising I’ve never felt like I need to control. My mom will tell you that this is backlash against my incredibly–how do you say?–tidy upbringing (who was the only kid in 7th grade wearing gym shorts that were ironed to a crease? THIS GIRL), but I think it’s just who I am. For the most part, our kids pick out clothes that actually match (and I do veto the ones that are painful to see), so it’s really no big deal. To tell you the truth, I’m too busy struggling to brush the birds’ nests of knots out of their hair before we go anywhere to care about much else. So when Quinlan chose…

Because You Always Wanted a Glimpse into My Brain

My brother just sent me a link to this article in The New York Times called “The Busy Trap,”  suggesting only that I might be interested in it.   Have you read it already (the article, not my brother’s email, I mean. If you’ve seen the email, dear Lord, STOP HACKING ME. But before you do, maybe help me figure out why gmail’s new format is trying to mess with my life? Thanks!)? I am one of you–one of those people who thinks she’s just so busybusybusy all the time, and spends a good deal of her waking hours (usually at 12:30 a.m., when I can’t sleep, or 4:45 a.m., when the baby thinks I shouldn’t) stressing about either all the stuff she’s not doing well, the stuff she has to do, or the stuff she wants to do but can’t, or should but doesn’t want to, and on and on… Saoirse starts kindergarten this week, and right about Sunday, as we were leaving the open house at her school, I started what seems…