Soon And Very Soon

We have a very simple Advent routine around here.  We light the candles in our advent wreath, tell a story, sing a song, and blow out the candles.  Fifteen minutes of getting ready, of entering the mystery of Christmas, of awakening our longings for all to be made right.  That’s it. As I wrote yesterday, [...]

A Season Of Longing

Death is a horror. I don’t know how I forgot that, but I did.  I’ve had moments of remembering, of course; you have to be sleepwalking through this world to refuse any awareness of the horror of death.  What I forgot was the power of some deaths, or rather some loves, to bring on a [...]

A Eulogy

My daddy died on Monday. He was a Jewish boy who grew up in New York during World War II.  An Air Force officer and B-52 pilot who learned how to ignite farts outside the mess hall.  A commercial pilot and taxi driver who got people where they were going.  A chess master and amateur [...]

Why I’m Not A Pacifist

I want to be a pacifist when I grow up. But I’m not there yet.  And as we stop for a day to remember and thank the men and women who have risked life and limb on my behalf, I thought I’d spend a minute thinking about why I just can’t get on the pacifist [...]

Monday Memories: A Long Runway

On Mondays, I repost older pieces that are somehow relevant again. Last week, a reader asked about whether homeschooling was delaying our children’s development, and this piece came to mind.  I first posted it nearly two years ago, and it still speaks to me today.  Thanks again to the young father who shared the idea with [...]

Finding Myself

On Monday, Jake the Art Guy gave each student in our group a circle on which they could design either a coin or a charm to hang on a necklace.  Zach announced that he would make a necklace, and then drew a necklace on his circle.  Clearly, he didn’t quite get it. It made me [...]

My Kids Grew Up – And I Like Them Better

I am currently parenting three kids, the youngest of whom is eight. Thank God. Because parenting two toddler boys who were only sixteen months apart nearly killed me.  Yes, I adored them.  Yes, I loved snuggling them and rocking them to sleep.  Yes, they were cute and funny and broke my heart open in new [...]

Monday Memories: Get On The Bus

Tonight, as I put my kids to bed before the debate, I remembered other nights when I let them stay up late to watch something on TV.  But presidential debates are not worth lost sleep in our house.  Being an engaged citizen matters, and I understand that engagement often involves politics.  But I don’t think [...]

Raising Ben

“Ezra, honey, I’ve got some bad news.” “What’s wrong, Daddy?” “Ben died, sweetie.  I’m sorry.” Ezra walked slowly to the kitchen, where Ben lie on his back, one-inch claws pointing stiffly upward.  Ezra stared at his beloved hermit crab in disbelief.  And then he began wailing.  Keening really. He was rocking back and forth, with [...]

Homeschool Killed Our Sex Life

Homeschoolers love to talk about the lifestyle that homeschooling affords them.  They can take vacations whenever we want, have long, leisurely breakfasts with each other, and spend the whole week building an elaborate kite. Homeschoolers can stay up ’till midnight when everyone wants to finish the last three chapters of Wonder, which they’ve been reading [...]