16 years of ballet class and what did it get me? Grace? Discipline? We’ll I am still pretty clumsy and I always cheat on my diet. It did however provide me with beautiful childhood memories of my parents chauffeuring me countless hours to class and a sincere fondness for tutus. Give your daughter, niece or friend’s little girl the gift
Exhausted, I just finished cleaning up my son’s toys after a busy day of playing. I should also mention that I am jet lagged and survived a 6 hour flight where my little angel cried for 5 of the 6 hours on a late, late night cross country flight. Yes, I was that parent with that kid on the plane.
Remember the days when nothing brought more of a thrill then building a fort out of the sofa cushions, a baseball bat and some old blankets? As a kid, there is just something special about a play space that is self built to your own scale. Add some toys, the family dog and a flashlight and you’ve got hours and
If someone would have told me 5 years ago that my Catholic-self would be celebrating Passover and proud, I wouldn’t have believed them. So far, I’ve survived 9 tours of Seder dinners with my New York family. Last year, I got a bye due to a C-section. Whew! An extreme, but viable excuse. This year I am especially panicked. Although,
I feel slightly silly blogging about stuffed-animals but if the countless amount of plush animals existing in my household are any indication, they are not only a crowd pleaser but also an absolute necessity. Sometimes it does the trick when nothing else seems to work. Really, is there anything more heart-warming then seeing your little one fast asleep while clutching their