Help! The Latvians are coming!
Joy Part 1: Red Balloon on the Ceiling
Sometimes, joy comes in a red balloon.
Life Before Google. SATs. A Great Omelette.
“Register for the SATs,” I said this morning. Again. As I was pulling laundry out of the washer, and shoving it into the dryer. “They’re coming up in early October.” “How do I do that?” he asks. My son is 16. He’s fixing himself the king of all omelettes. “Google!” I holler, from the next […]