My couch has seen better days. There are white scrapes and slight rips on the sides from pushing it in and out of New York City apartment doorways. Scribbles from an exuberant child artist. A small tear where
We recently welcomed the newest addition to our family–our beautiful baby girl Mimi. (My other daughter is thrilled, and the boys are grudgingly happy because at last we’re evenly divided between boys and girls.) It’s been five
My parents are organizing their house. All eight of their children are out of the house and they are finally tackling the accumulated possessions of almost four decades of marriage. My father hasn’t yet retired as a puppeteer,