Pants!

I apologize for the long stretch between posts. All is well with me and the amazing young M., but we’ve had a bit of a rough patch: Broken sewer line, overflowing toilet, toys floating around M.’s bedroom… you get the picture.  Happy to report that no beloved toys were lost to the Great Toilet Flood of…

Time for flowers

We buried my grandmother this weekend.  Hundreds of people stuffed the pews at the church she helped found decades ago when she and my grandfather started their life together in the small community where I was lucky enough to grow up. In the parish hall after the service, M. ran around in her sparkly new…

Letter to my loved ones

Two years ago today, I sent the letter below to my extended family and closest friends.  M. had just turned four, and had been trying to tell me for months that she wasn’t the kid I thought she was.  Reading this letter now, I’m struck by how frightened I was and how hard I was…

It’s birthday time!

M. turned six over the weekend.  Six! So I told her she could invite six friends over to our house for a party. But then six became seven, and seven became eight. No worries, said gendermom, like she’d done this before (she hadn’t). It’s not like they’ll ALL be able to come. They all came.…