Category Archive: Kids

The Big Drop Off

Today I bring my youngest son, my ten-year-old, to Camp Billings for two weeks.

Mother’s Day in the Bag

I remember liking Mother’s Day once. When bits and pieces of love came home in stapled brown paper lunch bags; carefully constructed art projects forgotten about until Monday.

Does My Hair Look Okay?

It was just a matter of time before he found the right look to shellac into place for the entire school day.


using all the typical teenager techniques: the silent treatment, the slamming of doors and the threats of non-participation in things he loves

Another Adams in the White House

“Do you want to know why I’m so unhappy?” We were in the middle of dinner talking about the New England Patriots when he interrupted us with his political declaration of discontent.