Why a Failed Shopping Expedition Was Still a Great Birthday Present
Marilee turned 11 last Sunday. We drove to Brooklyn early to meet her new cousin, and we had already planned to see Wicked on Broadway with tickets that we had…
Marilee turned 11 last Sunday. We drove to Brooklyn early to meet her new cousin, and we had already planned to see Wicked on Broadway with tickets that we had…
When Penny was three months old, and we were so very new to all things parenting and all things related to disability, we attended a conference for parents of children…
“Anxiety is anticipated terror. Hope is anticipated joy.” I heard theologian Jürgen Moltmann say this to fellow theologian Miroslav Volf on a podcast a long time ago. For some reason,…
In our household, we have to fight the urge for each of us to withdraw from one another on our individual devices. We have to challenge ourselves to move our…
When Penny was younger, I resisted setting goals for her. The early years of her life were full of measurements and yardsticks and a sense of "falling short" of developmental…
This Christmas, I felt like Peter and I were living out our own version of the O. Henry short story, The Gift of the Magi. Do you know it? This…
Penny started planning for her Sweet Sixteen three years ago. It was the topic of many a family walk—who would be invited, what the menu would entail, how we would…
Marilee recently taught me the idea of “jomo.” It’s the opposite of FOMO. FOMO is the fear of missing out. JOMO is the joy of missing out. For better or…
Just a little peek behind the curtain of this little life of ours. Some of it is tidy. Some of it is beautiful. Some of it is in disarray. And…
There are lots of new people in this space lately, so I wanted to pause for a minute and introduce myself and share a few things I love: I love…