I went to a “clown gym” tonight. Afterwards, I felt like I’d been to a gym, the way I feel after a nice yoga or Pilates class.

It was touch and go for a while this morning. My Kid didn’t want to get out of bed and didn’t want to get dressed and didn’t want to eat breakfast and when we finally go to the Parade Grounds didn’t want to play. But, her teammate’s parent, Ad Agency Mommy, was right. She said [...]

My Kid just called me on her cell phone to tell me she was leaving the school with her friend making her way slowly to Girl Scouts with plans to stop at a store and buy a notebook “because I had to write my assignment on just a piece of paper!”.  I won’t see her [...]

Yeah, so last night and tonight part of me genuinely  thought “Hey, maybe I’ll get to go to see a clown festival show…  Yeah… Nah… “I have some information I need to share with you.”  says my child using the language of the education professionals. She hands me a multiple-page handout entitled:  ”Virtuous Expectations” Let [...]

I met my kid at her middle school after dismissal–outside the building… She seems OK. She wants to go home.  But, she wants to walk.  She doesn’t want to jump right on to a bus or a train. We stopped at Aeropostale.  She chose one t-shirt to purchase.  She doesn’t seem to feel the need [...]

As a parent, I found it was surprisingly hard to concentrate on anything in the hours that followed leaving my daughter at a new and larger school.  (It doesn’t help that the media, especially WNYC is constantly referring to 9/11 when I was newly transplanted to New York with a walking baby in diapers).  I [...]

I was thoroughly entertained watching my 14-month old walk because someone had she walked like a drunk and I agreed to the point of laughing out loud.

On Thursday, September 6, 2001:  I was impressed that my little girl ate 2 plums along with yogurt and some of my cheese for her breakfast.  I took her to the to the mom and baby support group we had been attending at the Elisabeth Seaton childbirth center on 14th street where I realized that [...]

I had an application for the Montessori School at the Brooklyn YWCA in front of me, doing the math with various combinations of hours and days trying to figure out how much childcare we could afford.  I was getting ready to look for a job. We were still so new to Brooklyn. September was going [...]

Happy Birthday to my BEAUTIFUL SISTER. She suffered from the Labor Day Weekend everyone-is-out-of-town-bad-time-for-a-birthday-party her whole life. But she grew up and became an amazing person all the same. I LOVE YOU!!!!