My son made his world debut twenty-three years ago via triple E-section. (I had morphed during pregnancy from a petite, one-hundred-pound woman to a 150-pound inflatable of myself.) Shortly after... read more →
Waiting in the checkout line at my favorite garden center, I was entertained by a cute, curly-haired toddler in a white sundress. She stood behind me rocking back and forth... read more →
(This piece originally appeared on The Huffington Post.) According to two young girls selling lemonade on the corner of Fullerton and Lincoln in Chicago, their pink mix was “by far”... read more →
While she may be a sell-out hit for young girls, I’m guessing the Mars Explorer Barbie released last week won’t be as exciting for the preschool boys-into-Barbie crew. The pink-trimmed... read more →
Turns out that my fave humorist David Sedaris is also a huge fan of Logo TV’s RuPaul’s Drag Race. At least that what he tells Mark Lawson in this fun... read more →
On my only son’s eighteenth birthday, I presented him with a homemade book titled The Harry Chronicles. It was nothing fancy. Typed pages glued into blank eight-by-five-inch journal I picked... read more →
My son wears heels. He has since he was four. Today he’s twenty-three and... read more →
