Archive for July 2015

A Knot-style review of a toddler birthday party

Last weekend I hosted my daughter’s birthday party. Thanks to a move and myriad other circumstances, at age 3 this was the first party we had for her that involved more than the four of us. We had a nice little Minnie Mouse themed party and our house was filled with neighbors and their children.... Read more »

10 New York classic rock songs that remind me of home

<iframe width="420" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/5IvxpNTNmzs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br>1. "Shattered" by The Rolling Stones. This song captures "Taxi Driver" New York City of the late 1970s, the New York my family was afraid of me moving to. Of course, by the time I got there 20 years later the city was much cleaned up.  I like this video because it includes images of the city at the time.
As wonderful and welcoming Chicagoland has been, from time to time I do think of home. Even here there are reminders of home all around, like the two cars with New York license plates I saw while driving around yesterday. Of course, the Yankees are coming to town this weekend. These reminders seldom slip by.... Read more »

No one wins when we write about our kids crying in public

I am sure by now you have come across this story about the Portland, Maine diner owner who yelled at a 21-month old over the weekend when she wouldn’t stop crying while waiting for breakfast. This story has become so popular in the days since the “V” word has been attached to it. The toddler... Read more »
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What I learned at my son's math camp

Each day last week, my 7-year old woke up at 7:30 AM, got dressed, ate breakfast and was ready to go by 8:15. I dusted off his backpack, cleaned out his lunch box and filled up the water bottle that hasn’t seen the light of day since the end of May. We were headed off to... Read more »

5 reasons why blogging is just like work

As a mom who has opted-out, I have been discovering the various similarities between blogging and full-time, 9-to-whenever employment. You know, the work you actually get paid for. To clarify, many bloggers get paid to blog but I am not one of them. My payment is the opportunity to share my love of writing with... Read more »

One year ago today

One year ago today I proudly started calling Chicagoland my home. Putting all the belongings accumulated by a growing family for over 10 years into a moving truck longer than most city blocks and transporting them 1000 miles certainly complicated things. Because of that, our move happened in two stages. Once everything, including my car,... Read more »
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The dawn of my daughter's memory is now

When my daughter started talking not that long ago, all her words were in the present tense. “I want juice.” “I want to get up now.” Or my favorite, “I want huggie” she declares before wrapping her entire 25 pound self around me and curling up against my neck. In the past week or so,... Read more »

My parents refuse to babysit their 7-year old grandson

When we moved here, we noticed many of our neighbors have their parents watch their kids from time to time. No, not my children’s grandparents. To be fair, they rarely have the chance. My mother and stepfather were in town over the long Fourth of July weekend but I can count on one hand the... Read more »

Classic rock for breakfast: 10 at 10s at 9 and 10

Every weekday morning, if my schedule allows, I take a trip back in classic rock time with not just one, but two hours of the 10 at 10. The first hour is a 10 at 10 I have been listening to for years, 107.1 FM The Peak based in Westchester County, New York. The channel... Read more »
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On Trading Hurricanes for Tornadoes: Understanding Extreme Weather in Chicago

One year ago, as I started packing up the Connecticut house to move here, my husband emailed me this picture of the foreboding early evening sky over the city. It was a derecho, packing winds gusts over 80 mph, the kind of wind that can rip the roof off your house, or knock your trees... Read more »