This post originally appeared on the Today Parenting Team blog. I was picking out a piece of haddock when my son screamed from over by the lobster tanks. “MOM! Look where they put the crab meat!” I saw nothing unusual about the placement of the plastic containers, and I hurried up my haddock order, thinking my tween son might…
This post originally appeared on inc.com I have a crabapple tree that used to be dead. Five years ago, en route to divorce, my son and I moved into our new home, and that tree welcomed us with an all-over eruption of pink that promised: You will bloom here too. The next couple of years, it barely blossomed. Last year,…
Dear Evan on Your First Day of 8th Grade, You just disappeared around the corner en route to the bus, and I’m swiping through 14 pictures of your back. After the obligatory first-day photo featuring a stilted smile (no, approval is not required before posting, as first-day-of-anything pics fall under the Mother Override Exemption), and suddenly lanky teenage arms dangling…
Did you know that Monday was National Chocolate Mousse Day? Neither did I, until the woman ahead of me in the grocery checkout line explained that’s why she was buying her kids the towering brown mass of mousse with smaller swirly dollops blooming from the top. “I promised my kids I’d bring home chocolate mousse for dessert,” she told the…