I read in the Skimm this week that the actor Steve Carrell told Ellen he had a favorite child and I was like, “Wow, good for him.” Unlike Carrell, I do not have a favorite kid. Much like my extensive shoe collection, each child is perfect under certain conditions. Whether I need practical or prettyRead more…
Category Archives: Adult children
One Year Later: Remembering Italy
One year ago today, I was speed walking down the endless halls of the Vatican Museum — past hundred-year-old tapestries, the colorful Gallery of Maps frescoes and the ornately gilded painted ceilings — hoping my four kids wouldn’t kill me. It was the second time that morning we’d traveled the endless corridor until we reachedRead more…
Pressing ‘Pause’ on Drinking
Last Friday night, my son’s high school football team won a nail biter of a game — with a touchdown in the last 10 seconds — and honestly, it was one of the most stressful nights of my life. It was one of those games that went back and forth, when at any moment eitherRead more…
On Letting Your Kid Drive Half-Way Across the Country. Alone.
This spring, on the cusp of her 21st birthday, my younger daughter flew from New Jersey to Minneapolis, rented a U-Haul and stretched a little further west—driving a few hours into North Dakota. Then, over the course of the next four days, she worked her way back east, making her last stop along the coastRead more…
Birthdays Can Be Hard When You’re Single
I turned 52 in the back of an Uber last month, crammed alongside my three adult kids on our way home from sweating on a crowded dance floor as we sang and danced to one of my favorite bands late into a Sunday night. We jumped up and down to the opening chords of TomRead more…
Moving to a New House: The Final Act
When she came home at the end of the school year in May to find moving boxes still on the floor of her mother’s office and pictures stacked against the walls, my youngest daughter finally realized she needed to take matters into her own hands. By that point, we’d been in the new house for wellRead more…
The Dog Days of Summer
This summer, when he’s not working out with the freshman football team or playing basketball or trying to get something popping most nights of the week, my 14yo son has been making his way through all 8 seasons of That ‘70s Show. It’s impressive watching the kid plow through all 200 episodes, which — atRead more…
Letting It Go
Two of my kids embarked on very different adventures recently and all I could do was hope that one of them posted a photo or two on social media so that I knew he was still alive. But, this being 2017, if the kids did post anything on social media, it would be on SnapchatRead more…
Post Traumatic Stress
Hello, my name is Finn. I would like to lick your feet, eat some sticks and poop on your floor. I have a new baby in the house. As such, I’ve been getting up at the crack of dawn, adhering to feeding and pooping schedules and wearing a lot of sweatpants. I’ve also been strugglingRead more…
I’m 50, Dammit
Well, it totally happened this weekend. Some time while I was sleeping and probably in the midst of dreaming about snakes or giving birth, something far more sinister occurred. I turned 50. Yes. I know. It’s true. And contrary to popular belief – er, that is, what I assumed was going to happen – itRead more…