Exiled In Toyland
Sunday, July 25, 2010

The world looks different at five a.m.

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The house is sleeping, however I am awake. I extract myself from the blankets, which have tangled during the night with the unconscious acro...
Sunday, July 18, 2010

Having too much fun? You may be over joyed

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"Not another red light! That's the third one in a row. It will take six hundred years to get there," she smiles, adding a dram...
Sunday, July 11, 2010

Unmasking the myth

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It was midnight. The cat was circling my legs. And the only noise in the house beside the occasional feline roar was the whirring of my sewi...
Sunday, July 04, 2010

Celebrating 'Interdependence Day' instead

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Independence? That's middle class blasphemy. We are all dependent on one another, every soul of us on earth. - George Bernard Shaw I...
Sunday, June 27, 2010

Places, like newspapers, need people

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I found this picture recently as I was searching for a travel photograph to call my favorite . It was Ittybit's first plane ride. The ye...
Sunday, June 20, 2010

No dancing around it, the devil’s in the details

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I unzipped the garment bag and released an explosion of white, feathery fluff. "Is this it?" I wondered trying to recall the catal...
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Sunday, June 13, 2010

Begging a thousand pardons is easier

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I'm not good at being right. I don't think many of us are. Now, I'm not talking about the kind of right that takes courage. The ...
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Sunday, June 06, 2010

Still hanging on to dog with an iron stomach

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Do you know how many people don't give their pets the same consideration they would give their children when it comes to keeping them sa...
Sunday, May 30, 2010

Her bags are packed, she’s ready to go

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I don’t remember what things I packed, but I remember the red plaid and black vinyl, soft-sided suitcase I’d dragged to my first ever sleepo...
Sunday, May 23, 2010

Leaving the future in her hands

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As soon as I saw her with the paper contraption my breath caught in my chest. Where did she get that, I wondered wordlessly when I saw the m...
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Sunday, May 16, 2010

In our house, love and hate play side by side

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"I don’t like you any more," he tells me without provocation one morning as I’m making lunches and trying to coax some breakfast i...
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Sunday, May 09, 2010

What’s unsaid is what often really matters

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“A mother understands what a child does not say.” - Jewish proverb Dear Ittybit, I barely recognized your voice when you crept up behind me...
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Sunday, May 02, 2010

Jumping off the deep end to be neighborly

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He was up to his knees in pond scum and discarded pool toys. He'd been there for most of the day. If the windows were open I'm sure ...
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Sunday, April 25, 2010

Wisdom and luck often take turns parenting

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Faster than I could think of the word for "falling" I was hurtling backward out of the truck to the pavement below. My ankle was s...
Sunday, April 18, 2010

When rules are rules to be broken

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Why is it that children never have to go when you ask them? "It’s going to be a long trip, you should use the bathroom now," I say...
Sunday, April 11, 2010

Looking at bullies, sometimes in the mirror

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I'm not sure what bullying is anymore. I'm not sure if it's a shadowy part of human nature, a rite of passage we must navigate i...
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Sunday, April 04, 2010

To maternity ... and beyond

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I’d forgotten all the things I’d meant to bring. The cookies I’d made were sitting on the kitchen counter and the hand-me-down baby carrier ...
Sunday, March 28, 2010

Two and tantrums go together like cats and dogs

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He’s making the face. His nose is crinkled, his mouth askew, his eyes are so small there’s no light reflecting in them. He crosses his arms ...
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Sunday, March 21, 2010

Ittybit's 'Other Mother' would never approve

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"He just smacked me on the head. He needs a time out. If you don’t give him one I will." She may only be six, but she’s already a ...
Sunday, March 14, 2010

Widgets, gizmos and big blue 'pills'

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It’s been years since I’ve been to a first-run movie theater. You know, the kind where you save for weeks, get a sitter, wait in line with y...
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