spot rides her bike from jane on Vimeo.
In case you think I sound like I’m twelve years old, the following video should remove all doubt. And also provide some clues as to why our home life is just one big, shiny rainbow.
decorating birthday cake from jane on Vimeo.
Dear Spot,
If you’re reading this when you’re thirteen and looking for a legitimate reason to hate your mother (as if you needed one), you might bring up the fact that I never mentioned that it was your birthday last month, three days after Susan’s. It’s not that I forgot that you turned two, or that [...]
My mom turned 50 on Sunday. She’s pretty young for a grandma of six, just as she was young (19) when she was first a mother to me. Last year my sisters and I held a tea party for her with homemade scones, Mary Poppins costumes, and hot chocolate, the works.
This year I thought of [...]
I used to describe my little brother Ryan with words like smart, strong-willed, opinionated, just-a-tad judgemental, dog-lover, extremely handy with power tools and vehicles of all kinds, and might-fit-into-a-right-wing-militia-in-Idaho, except for the gun part.
Ryan is closer in age to my daughter Sally than to me.
Since we share absolutely none of those characteristics (especially not the [...]