I must confess to one of my "quirks."  I do not wear jeans.  I am not trying to cultivate an eccentricity.  I just absolutely d...

We appear to have a new addition(s) to the family. Some kids tote around dolls or stuffed animals or blankets as companions through thi...

We weren't sure what to expect when introducing our pig cat to his little sister - the puff cat.  Maybe he would take her under his w...

Composed. The word itself even sounds so elegant, so controlled. So poised. Not surprisingly, these words do not describe me. I hurt m...

For as long as I can remember, I've been a reader. A voracious reader, consuming the backs (and sides) of cereal boxes, my mom's ch...

Life, with some exceptions, has a rhythm. A regularity, a predictability to give the amorphous concept some structure. Since toddler s...

There are nights, as we make our way upstairs to bed, that I am overcome with tiredness. A tiredness that makes each step incredibly diff...