Traveling with three kids is always an adventure, and by adventure I mean a sweaty, exhaustive, penance-like reminder of why we don't travel with three kids very often.
The World of Two
The world of two is a world where you ask, and no one listens.
Start Looking
Start appreciating what you have. Start right now.
Unedited; What Happens When You Start To Share Your Ugly Story
The ugly I began with and had been transformed into a beautiful sense of understanding.
Not Just Another Cup of Tea
My parents never deviated from their ritual of making chai every morning. The dedication to this routine offered a connection that I didn’t understand as a young girl.
Sidelines
Everything in me wanted to say, “Not today,” instead I said, “Okay. Let's do this.”
Becoming the Grown-Up
Bravery was not my mother's strongest suit.
Full Out: Why I Won’t Let My Kid Win
It turns out playing chess is like riding a bike (or it was after I remembered that it’s called a “knight,” not a “horse.”) After about 45 minutes, I had Lucas’s king trapped.
Six Words
I know that she’s growing up, and I have to accept that growing up means more than just aging and celebrating birthdays.
Sweet Like Sugar
While we’d had her over for playdates and birthday parties, we’d never ventured into the larger commitment known as The Sleepover—mostly because it was intimidating to be the adult in charge of someone who could die if I wasn’t paying attention.