The Moon

This morning my little guy was focused on the rocket ship box. Getting in, putting on his goggles (made out of cardboard of course), closing the doors and hatches, and taking off…this meant I was counting down and shaking the box as he giggled inside. He would pick a planet, have a little visit, thenContinue reading “The Moon”

Dogs, Dads, and Coconut Bras

Lately I have been thinking about time…not time as in, it is 10:23…time like in, there was a time when I walked my own kids to school each morning. A time when my husband was one of the few dads who worked from home. A time when Fall meant guessing what the high school musicalContinue reading “Dogs, Dads, and Coconut Bras”

My Little Guy

My Little Guy When my son was in 8th grade he was cast as Danny Zuko…which meant a lot to this mama (who was a tween in 1978). I saw Grease at least three times in the theater, which was unheard of back then. Little Neck Movie Theater on Northern Boulevard in Queens. The floorContinue reading “My Little Guy”