The Deep Truth Within Encanto
I’m one of the few parents on the planet who only just saw Encanto. I’ve sung along in the car to “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” and “Surface Pressure,” but…
I’m one of the few parents on the planet who only just saw Encanto. I’ve sung along in the car to “We Don’t Talk About Bruno” and “Surface Pressure,” but…
Sometimes love comes in the form of fish tacos. I’ve been eating as a pescatarian for a few weeks now. Our family knows this, but we haven’t really changed our…
As a mom, I’ve found that I want one thing I share with each kid that is just for the two of us. With Penny, it’s creating our family photo…
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…