A new room, with new walls and new toys and new people. I sat there with little Kav and we both looked around, trying to get our bearings. And I’m terrible at introductions and hate small talk, but so far … Continue reading
Vin was describing liverwurst to our kids, who have never had it. “It’s like pâté,” he said, “but different. More like the consistency of…umm…uh…” “Cat food,” I said, being helpful. “Hummus,” he said, ignoring me. In spite of his correction … Continue reading
I was in the Old Testament, on the couch, and almost in a coma. Or, pretend we’re playing Clue: It was Mrs. Guerra, in the library, with the book of Leviticus. Out cold. I had read this paragraph four times … Continue reading