When I first moved into my parents’ house, I got super depressed. They don’t write fairy tales about 43-year old 8-month...

Did you ever wonder if there’s an alternate universe? One parallel that’d be occurring if you made the other choice? Or instead, whether...

You know how there are times when you feel like things will last forever even though you know they won’t? When you get into a routine,...

I teach three writing genres to my 4th graders. We start off with expository, move on to persuasive, and end the year with narrative. The...

Autumn just turned two, and her obsession with the movie Frozen has held steady. If the lyrics to Disney theme songs counted as entire...

Autumn recently added a new word to her vocabulary. It arrived without warning after requesting a piece of candy. “Now!” she said. I...

It has been a month since closing on the new place. Autumn named it The Bubble House, because the first time she was there, the inspector...

It’s easy to accumulate stuff. My entire life is hoarded into my parents’ basement, decades of school papers and random collections,...

It’s endearing, things that excite 4th graders. They celebrate 15 minutes of free time like they’ve been locked in jail and dote over...

Even though Autumn is almost two years old, I’m still getting used to everything that comes with being a mom. There are mom’s nights out...

Being a mother has made me hyper-aware of things. There are so many corners just the right height for a little head to knock into and...

A few weekends ago, Autumn and I skipped Tot Rock class because she didn’t feel like going. It wasn’t easy for me with my gluttonous...

In my 20s, I spent 18-hour days on film sets. I’d doze off on the way to and from work, my car veering and my brain fuzzy. I often...

“You never know what’s right around the corner,” my mom reminds me when I struggle with being single or having a dull career. “You just...

I took Autumn, my 19-month old daughter, to Target for the first time the other day. Walking up and down the toy aisles was a trip down...

It is Sunday morning and I am in swim class with my daughter. “We do hard things,” I tell her when she doesn’t want to submerge. “We are...

Dear Autumn, I cried on my way to work today. I used to be home with you to celebrate your monthly milestones, but this morning, I won’t...

For the first time this year, my school is requiring homeroom teachers to lead Social Emotional Learning. These weekly lessons attempt to...

Maybe people who establish a family in the traditional order – marriage, house, kids – are used to compromising by the time their babies...

People always talk about New Year’s resolutions, but I see every day as a new year—the anniversary of that date one year prior and the...