The Sound of Music is, generation after generation, a family favorite. And with good reason, too. Bouncy songs, gentle themes (well, except for that whole “Nazi Germany” thing), and the underlying message of Love Conquers All make it an exceptional primer into the world of musical theatre (and film)! The Lyric Opera of Chicago’s fresh new staging is a truly special event with an incredibly talented cast. (Check out my interview on Chicago Parent with the gracious and cool Jenn {Read More}
The Most Informative #tbt Ever.
In honor of it being Thursday, and in honor of #tbt being a thing that the kids like to do, may I present: The Four Photographs Which Will Explain Me In Entirety Let’s start with this gem, shall we? Here I am, seated in the center of the table at someone else’s birthday party. I’m not sure if I was trying to be inclusive in this picture or if I was enjoying a “nyah nyah” moment…but goodness, that’s an expression I see {Read More}
A Round Up. And Billy Zane. And- Billy Zane.
What happened this week? Let’s see- oh, right, I MET BILLY ZANE. And that’s all. Okay, fine. I did some other stuff, too, but nothing quite at that level. Stuff I Did That Wasn’t Meeting Billy Zane: For my Dad’s 63rd birthday, I talked about him on the internet. His favorite thing! (And I listed his best advice, ever.) What makes a home “real?” Is it stuff like “walls,” “floorboards” or “electricity?” No, friends, no. I was interviewed by Northwestern Hospital (a {Read More}
A “Real” House.
Sometimes I wish we lived in a “real” house. Don’t get me wrong; I realize how lucky we are to even own property in this day and age (and city and economy). But every so often- in a fleeting way, really- I think about how lovely it would be to have: -A layout of the house which requires no explanation. (“Well, yeah, it used to be a kitchen, but now we’re using this room mostly for bookshelves. And that rocking horse. {Read More}
Life Lessons From Keely’s Dad.
Tomorrow is my Dad’s 63rd birthday. (I can say that, right Dad? I mean, isn’t it just the ladies who never reveal their ages? Because dudes get to be all Sean Connery and that sort of unfairness. Wow. I’m digressing early in this post.) ANYHOW. In honor of Dave Flynn’s 63RD BIRTHDAY, I’d like to take a sec and share a bit more about what he’s taught me (it’s abridged, ’cause it could seriously go on for days): Ice cream is {Read More}
A RoundUp. And Rachel (Kinda) Won The Boston Marathon.
In world news, my sister Rachel ran the Boston Marathon on Monday. Considering all of the madness surrounding last year’s race (when she was forced to stop running painfully close to the finish line), I’m impressed at her strength. And considering that, while carrying laundry this past Monday, I had to sit on my second floor landing and catch my breath, I’m impressed by her ability to…do more stuff than me, physically. To sum up: she ran a mucca lot {Read More}
SIMPLEGiving And Endless Breakfasts.
Disclosure: I’m participating in this awesome program on behalf of Champions For Kids and The Motherhood, but all thoughts and opinions- and crazy children- are my own. *** As I write this, my little gals have consumed their third bowls of cereal. (Question- when does it stop being appropriate to call it “breakfast?” 1, 2, 3pm? Asking for a friend.) I feel so fortunate that I’m able to provide a good nutritional start to my children’s days- but the sad {Read More}
Four Months Old. Time To Have The Man Talk.
Dear Jasper, You are four months old. You’ve been here for four months. Here’s a little bit of what I’ve learned in that time: People love to tell Boy Moms that they have no idea what they’re in for. They question if you’re ready for the craziness of Boy after the apparent calm of Girl. (And J- you know your sis Suzy Zu. That fluffy-haired monkey suspended from the ceiling fan? In those moments it takes all that I have to {Read More}