How to Throw a Greek Mythology Party For Kids!
First of all, don’t do it. Are you insane? But, if you must the very first thing you should do is to make the
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Over The Edge, Death In Grand Canyon!
Over The Edge, Death In Grand Canyon is the title of the book I’m reading since Henry, the kids and I set off for the
Wordless Monday in Sedona, Arizona
We’re on spring break. There are no beer funnels. No calling parents from a Oaxacan jail. No tequila-induced tattoos of dancing Geishas on our
Battle of the Narcissists
I slump next to Fred, who is five, on a couch at his mom’s birthday party. Me: I can’t believe your mom is 47
I’m Pro-Choice Because I Love My Kids
I don’t consider this a political blog … But the whole Rush Limbaugh/Sandra Fluke kerfuffle and Obama’s excoriation by the religious right has me
Softball Mom
“Wow, your daughter’s got quite an arm!” says a dad sitting next to me at Little League softball tryouts. “Oh I don’t know … I
Do You Bore Your Kid?
I have two daughters who are seven and nine One needs constant conversation and connection. The other is a day-dreamer who entertains herself with
What Do You Tell Your Children About Death?
It’s been an awful year. We’ve lost three of our beloved elders. My sister-in-law’s health is precarious and we’re blazing the trail to bring
Relish The Moment. This One. Right Now.
This is not a funny one 2011 has been a difficult year for us and our extended family. Loss, diminishment, permanent change. My elegant
The Santa Con
I’ve been eating my weight in candy cane cookies and want to be in denial. Instead, I feel compelled to plumb the labyrinthine depths
Christmas Epiphany: Sit On The Couch And Drink Chardonnay
If I could control the moon, the sky, the sea, the stars and Ashton Kutcher’s wandering phallus I would. Which means, every year when
Sometimes You Just Gotta Go Sailing
The day after Thanksgiving I tried to get my daughters and my mother to help clean up. They said that they would, but
What Happens When Harry Potter Is Just Too Scary!
I always forget that if my kids watch a scary movie this is where they end up! Thanks a lot Harry Potter!
Doesn’t She Know She Could Be In A Body Cast?
I lay in beside with my 9-year old Clare at bedtime. Something serious is troubling her. We’ve had several in-depth discussions about it already, but apparently
I Hate Halloween!
9:11 p.m. Halloween Night … Sugar. No more sugar. Or corn syrup. Or malto-yickitomasmazoo. I am tired of costumes that are scratchy and too tight
Why TV is Good For Kids
I Love Lucy saved my life when I was a kid. My parents divorced when I was two. Today I wouldn’t have it any
Will My Daughters Ever Love Each Other? (Sibling Rivalry)
All Hell Breaks Loose Clare and I were rolling around with our fat cat Marilyn Monroe on the bed I’ve been inhabiting with the
How to Respond When a Child Prefers One Parent (And It’s Not You!)
My eighteen month-old toddler Clare prefers her daddy more than me. There it is. In black-and-white for all to see. A public indictment of
Go The F#%k Back To School!
They’re still here. In their bedrooms. In their pajamas. Beds unmade. Toys strewn. They’re bored. They’re addicted to technology. Their eyes glaze over, their jaws slacken,
Of Trampolines and Yesterday
I took a bunch of kids trampolining today. I took this kid: And this kid: And my friend Diane and her Maisie and
The Kayak Trip to Hell and Starbucks
Why do OLDER PARENTS think they can do a lot of stuff? Meaning me and Henry. Because we decided to take the girls down
Kids On Vacation
A Colleary Christmas – 2009 Cast of Characters: S – Shannon (44): Fairly well-preserved wife/mother/writer/controversial AYSO soccer referee and pseudo intellectual. Prone to occasional bouts
I Might Be A Murderer
Not All Cowpokes Are Created Equal! “I might be a murderer, a pedophile, a miscreant! How do you know your bones ain’t gonna be
I am Hubbell
Do you remember that scene in The Way We Were? It’s the one where Barbra Streisand calls Hubbell because they’re broken up and even though
Screwed by the Spring Sing
When I come in from work today I find Bridget flung across her bed scribbling furiously on a yellow legal pad. She’s using a
