In an effort to avoid the internet today I’m going to complain, briefly, about the selling of pumpkin decorations in stores long before the joyful harvest is actually being hauled home. Instead of starting school yesterday—because, well, why start one day when you can start the next, or the one after that—I took my oldest child and trotted off to a bright shiny home goods store to replace our stash of tea cups. It happens every eight months or so.... Read more