We’re talking about practice

My mom was admiring my son’s artwork. My son was admitting that some of his drawings were OK, though many were bad. My mom said, “Well, practice makes perfect.” My son said, “Eh. That’s not my style.”

The collected wit and wisdom of my children

My 12-year-old daughter, W., was preparing to brush her teeth and reflecting on how she’s changed over the past year. She said, “I’m about 10% more mature and 20% more gay.” The other day, W. was telling my mother the story of the Torah portion she’s studying for her bat mitzvah. When she finished, my […]

What I saw

An entry in my son’s April journal, a regular writing exercise in his second grade classroom: What I saw was not normal. It had a cat’s head and a wolf’s snout. It had monkey fur too. But whatever I saw I want it.

The writing on the wall

At the aforementioned birthday celebration, my son and his group of friends found graffiti on a wall behind a tall hedge in a park. They decided that it was the key to a mystery, which they spent the next 30 minutes trying to solve. It said: Love stories may save me.

Later this morning

In the second-grade hallway of my son’s school, saw worksheets by students responding to the prompt: “I will take concrete steps to reach my goal of:” A sample of the responses: Getting a horse Being a chemist Seeing my dad Being a nanny Getting to the major league Becoming a YouTuber

The smartest thing

The smartest thing I did on Tuesday was read poems by Tomas Tranströmer. It was an accident that kept me breathing. The smartest thing I did this morning was read poems by Jean Valentine. Here’s one:   Friend   Friend I need your hand every morning but anger and beauty and hope these roses make […]

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