Wookie

Kuzco, my son’s dog, speaks fluent Wookie. He’s a beautiful boxer/shepherd brindle with tiger markings, loves to cuddle and is, unfortunately, a counter surfer. His most recent conquest was my 6qt. crockpot filled with stew. Okay, please stay with me. I promise this...

A Gift

Today is Christmas Day. A quiet and unusual Christmas Day for us. Our children do not arrive until later this week. The tree is sagging. The light in the Moravian star has burned out. I’m recovering from the flu, and still eating toast and tea. Poor Tim will probably...

In Season

Seasons. With few exceptions, our favorite season is not year-round. In the wilting heat of summer, one could don a scarf and mittens to experience winter’s chill by opening freezer doors in the grocery store or recreate summer by sitting, bikini-clad, in front of the...

The Importance of Four

“Four on the floor.” As a first-grade teacher, I reminded students hundreds of times, maybe thousands. Why? Safety, of course. As parents and teachers we understand the dangers involved just as drivers know to keep four tires on the road. And when we are stressed, we...