Orchards

After each of the very public (and I don’t have to qualify this, tragic) suicides by very young people in recent years nearby (to refresh your memory of their names, Carl Joseph Walker-Hoover and Phoebe Prince) that were linked in some way to bullying, my...

Longest Month

The calendar says spring. New England has its own terms for spring: just a little snow left on the ground or just a little snow fell overnight. Look! Crocus! Look! Person in t-shirt (ignoring snow)! It’s not pitch black at seven in the evening, I’ll grant...

Three Seats

Any parent who has flown with child in tow has at least one hellish story to share. My personal worst had to do with a cancelled flight, a second pass at the trip the next morning, three flights, two terminals, one parent, two children (turning three plus infant) and...

Family Dinner-ish

If memory serves (a phrase I bet I end up using more before I use it less in the coming years), potty training—save for the force-it-for-preschool-deadline with the first—was a far less emotionally fraught experience for my middle two guys. This is to say...