Emily had a birthday party on Saturday night — nine-ish seventh graders over for pizza, Gravity, chocolate fondue, and giggles. As far as 13-year-old birthday parties go, I’d say it was a pretty good one. Her father and I, not wanting to get in the way or embarrass her as…
13. Thirteen. How is it even possible that this little muffin… …is officially a baker’s dozen? (Well…officially tomorrow) Some days I cannot believe that she has been on this earth for thirteen whole years. Some days I cannot believe that she has only been on this earth for thirteen…
You get to teach your children a lot about life and loss when you are a fish owner. You get to have many, many emergency morning funerals and burials-at-sea to the tune of bagpipes and poorly-spelled eulogies. And you get to explain to your third grader why your obnoxiously overweight…
