Monthly Archives: September 2014

Why I am Currently Looking For A Benefactor

I wish I knew where this image came from. I saved it to the camera roll on my iphone about a million years ago — I had stumbled upon it accidentally while scouring Etsy for photo props and realized that The Avett Brothers are so good for my soul. The…

Auld Lang Syne

It took us a really long time — and the help of several of our friends and family — to realize that last year we weren’t in Milwaukee for the Jewish New Year holiday of Rosh Hashanah. Last year, the holidays were super early (thanks lunar calendar) and fell just…

The 5:30am Traveler

I woke Isabella at 5:30 this morning. “Woke” might not even be the appropriate word here, because I don’t even know if she actually opened her eyes. She moved in slow motion, dressed, and gathered all of her worldly goods, draped her plush blanket around her body like a toga….

The Case For School Uniforms, Number #2749

Raising tween-to-teenage girls is such a tricky, tricky business, isn’t it? At 13, Emily so desperately wants to grow up. She wants to wear mascara (clear only, love), she wants to wear heels (I’ll allow the wedges for now), she wants to “dress more like Blair Waldorf this year —…

The Bed Commandments

Isabella has this particular way of being tucked in to bed. I don’t know where it came from, but somewhere along the line it became a thing. A thing that she requires every single night. She sleeps on top of a plush red blanket with white polka dots and she…

For Asking

The thing about coming from a long line of obnoxiously independent people is the crippling inability to ask for help. I mean, sure, this is mostly a positive thing. I’m capable! I can do everything! I don’t need anything but me! Except, you see, it means that I can’t ask…

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