Last month we went to Paris for passports, armed with a thick, triple-checked dossier and many backpacks full of the endless items needed for the care and keeping of two little kids. We knew it wouldn’t be easy. I wasn’t expecting a flâneur’s thoughtful weekend or a romantic getaway. But I dared to hope we could manage a little fun in addition to our American … Continue reading les enfants terribles: a hasty tour of paris with children
Hello from the other side. We’ve had a difficult couple of months. Just before Christmas, Silas stopped sleeping, Clara debuted her version of the terrible twos, and I spent my rare free time just staring at the wall and breathing, maybe drinking an anti-stress tea or finally getting to the bottom of my thrice-microwaved morning coffee. The kids’ reliable afternoon naps–so appreciated–vaporized out of existence. … Continue reading jaundiced january, or, my comfort in my affliction
I kept thinking what a privilege it was, this work of creating tradition. I get to choose what will come to my family’s mind when they think about Thanksgiving; what will taste like home to them. Continue reading it’s tradition: another thanksgiving in france
I hadn’t expected how the blessing of marriage is not so much staring into each other’s eyes and forgetting the world, but rather helping each other engage more fully in the world. Continue reading thoughts on a third anniversary
Why is it that white-sky weather always seems so permanent, like it’s the only way things have ever looked, like the bright blue skies and lush warm evenings that you vaguely remember enjoying once before are merely a dream, something that belongs to a different world? Our weekend was frigid and bleached of color, the sky claustrophobic, pressing right up against the windows like piled-up … Continue reading life lately: winter whites
Croissants & Conjugations 