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What's for dinner?

They’ll have two of everything

Subscriber onlyThere's one question that haunts me. I can't shake it. No matter how many times I answer, it comes back for more, more, more: "What's for dinner?" Continue reading...

Under construction

Pardon mess while we make things better

Subscriber onlyWhen I turn out of my neighborhood and get to the first stoplight, I have to choose. Continue reading...

Household memo: Regarding the logistics of dirty dishes

Regarding the logistics of dirty dishes

Subscriber onlyTo Whom It May Concern (and you know who you are): Continue reading...

Is shopper clueless or chronic?

Is shopper clueless or chronic?

Subscriber onlyGenerally speaking, I enjoy grocery shopping -- the piles of fresh produce, the seasonal displays, the cute helium balloons tied to the check-out lanes. Continue reading...

10 things I'd tell my teenage self

10 things I’d tell my teenage self

Subscriber onlySometimes when I look at my 14-year-old son and his 12-year-old brother -- the one speeding down the on-ramp to join his brother in the teenage years -- I think they're pretty brave. We grown-ups like to moan and groan about how tough it is here in the real world -- and it is -- but we forget sometimes that being a teenager isn't exactly a walk in the park either. Continue reading...

Summer bummer

Early advertising is unwelcome reminder

Subscriber onlyI wouldn't say this directly to my kids because they might take it the wrong way. But here's the truth: Back-to-school time makes me happy. Continue reading...

Figuring it out

What should I be when I grow up?

Subscriber onlyOne of the things I hear my kids worrying about far too often is this: What should I be when I grow up? Kids who don't even have driver's licenses are feeling stressed about what will one day be on their business cards. Continue reading...

Buckle up, Mama, for a terrifying ride on life's highway

For terrifying ride down life’s highway

Subscriber onlyThere are two times in a woman's life when she needs an epidural to block the certain agony coming her way. The first is the day she gives birth to her sweet baby. The second is the day her sweet baby takes his first driving lesson. Continue reading...

The Rockwood Files: A vacation unicorn

What a wild ride when lines short

Subscriber onlyIt happened -- the rarest of family vacation experiences. It has never happened before and may never happen again, which is why I must document it here for the sake of posterity and to give parents everywhere hope that it's possible. Continue reading...

Boots the Beloved

This is where the love goes

Subscriber onlyI don't believe in reincarnation, but, if I did, I'd want to come back as my parents' dog. Continue reading...

Every step you take, every move you make, I'll be watching you

Every move you make, I’ll be watching you

Subscriber onlyBack in May, I dropped a hint to Tom and the kids that I'd like a new Fitbit activity tracker for Mother's Day. It's part wrist-watch and part step-counter. It even syncs up to my iPhone and vibrates on my wrist if I have an incoming phone call, text or a calendar reminder. Continue reading...

Book bliss

Silent ride home brings realization

Subscriber onlyJust when I thought the machines had truly taken over, and that kids’ attention spans had shrunk down to the time it takes to download an app, something wonderful happened. Continue reading...

The Rockwood Files: Mother struggles to answer kids' question

Mother struggles to answer the kids’ question

Subscriber onlyDear Kids, You asked me the other day what I thought of the stuff we see on the news about the presidential race. As someone who makes a living with words, this is hard for me to say: I just don't know. This time around, the words fail me. Continue reading...

The Rockwood Files: Absence makes heart grow fonder

Absence makes heart grow fonder

Subscriber onlyLast night I slept better than I have in a week. There was no sleeping pill involved. No meditation. No hot bubble bath or glass of wine. All I needed was the peace of knowing my ducklings are back home where they belong. Continue reading...

Skip the new car, keep the house cleaners

Skip the new car, keep the house cleaners

Subscriber onlyTomorrow will be a good day. Because by early afternoon, the kitchen and bathroom counters will be clean, the floors shiny and there'll be fresh vacuum cleaner tracks throughout the house. Every other Wednesday by 2 p.m., life is good and orderly and smells like lemons. It's wonderful. Continue reading...

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