
Another summer has come and gone. Every year I run my exclusive camp to guilt-trip the kids into hanging out with me.
Is it time to put away our corduroy pants and argyle sweaters yet?
Did I ever tell you about the time my 16 year old son got his first tech job? It was the summer of 2022 and Truman got paid to code.
Parenting is so hard. But nothing can prepare you for quarantine parenting. It's been one year, many days, and a lot of hours since we've been confined under one roof balancing this work/school life. I'm exhausted and I know David is too. Kids will be going back to in-person learning in a few weeks. I'm aware of how much I have to be grateful for but for everybody's sanity I hope the bus is on time.