“Mama. Now you have to trim the dome.” “Um. WHAT?” “You know, before we ice the cake. We have to trime the dome, to even it all out. Otherwise, our cake will be totally lopsided.” “It’s called what, Isabella? Trimming the who?” “The DOME. God, Mama, aren’t you listening?” “I’m…
When I was asked by the lovely Alison Burke if my daughters would like to participate in a fashion show, I said yes immediately. If you have ever met either of my girls, the idea of getting dressed up in fancy clothes, having their hair and makeup done, prancing around…
When Emily was about five, she came to us with this: “For my Bat Mitzvah I want to have a giant black-and-white masquerade ball and I want everyone to come in, like, giant ball gowns. Mmmmkay?” Our response, because she was FIVE, was a quick nod of the head and…
