It’s not for lack of material that I haven’t been writing here. In one afternoon, an entire jar of pickles shattered on the dining room floor, a shower was out of commission with a clogged drain, and I broke four … Continue reading
It happened when a six-year-old was crawling on the kitchen counter to get a cup out of the cabinet. She slipped and dropped the cup, which landed on several other dishes next to the sink, including Vince’s favorite mug…the handle … Continue reading
He’s eleven days old. Go ahead and swoon if you want to. I’m over the moon in love. Tiny fingers, fine hair, little bitty bottom. Two chins, one dimple. Finnegan: Irish, meaning “fair.” Dunamis: Greek, meaning “power.” But for the word … Continue reading