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Our Kids Could Use a Little "Lord of the Flies"

Our Kids Could Use a Little “Lord of the Flies”

“It was like… what was that book with the kids on the island?” “Lord of the Flies? “Yes! Lord of the Flies! That’s what it was like out here.” The above conversation (more or less) took place last Memorial Day, at my in-laws’ house in Astoria, Queens. My brother-in-law, Johnny, my husband’s older brother, was waxing reminiscent about his childhood on those streets in this enclave in the northwestern bit of New York City’s most diverse borough. What he meant by Lord of the Flies wasn’t that the kids he grew up were so unsupervised that they descended into a …Keep Reading

Growing up...

Looking Back, and Looking Forward

So, here we are, the tail end of another year. I got older, my kids got older, and bigger, and stranger. My big boy uses deodorant now (I’m not embarrassing him by saying this, he was excited to hear that he’d reached this milestone.) Meanwhile my little boy (oops — I promised him I wouldn’t say little anymore, even though truth be told my 8-year-old is really the size of an average 6-year-old) has decided to grow his hair. Curiously, this makes my boy look even more like I did at that same age, with his pointy chin, jutting shoulder …Keep Reading

Hurricane Sandy and E.B. White brought my sons and me a little bit closer together this week.

What Superstorm Sandy Taught Me About Parenting (That I Already Knew But a Reminder’s Always Nice)

When I was a young kid — surprise! — I was a big reader. I could read any time, anywhere, and I can’t recall a single moment of my childhood in which I was bored. Unlike my sister who was prone to carsickness, I could read in the car, so even a relatively short trip (say, the 45 minute drive to my grandparents’ homes) passed in a flash. I could read upside down, I could read sitting hunched on the floor until my butt fell asleep. After a while, trips  to the library were utilitarian: My mom would drop me …Keep Reading

A perfect shot of a perfect evening.

The Magic Beach. Some Thoughts on Life and Love.

That photograph, above? It’s the best picture I took this summer. When I downloaded the photos I took during our three-day trip out East on Long Island in late August, I literally gasped when I saw this one. I’m usually a pretty crap photographer, and of course this is the beach at sunset, which is basically a gift to bad photographers, but isn’t it pretty? You weren’t there, of course, so I have to tell you why else it’s perfect, other than its beach-y/sunset-y composition. It was a perfect evening, and this shot, which is of my son James and …Keep Reading