Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Last time I went car shopping, I learned that “BOY HOWDY” was Texan for “OY VEY.” It’s time to go car shopping again, this time in the Northeast, just for me.

We currently own three cars, which means we’re paying…

I showed L. Beckett the invitation to his sixth birthday party, the electronic last-minute card I put together, and upon seeing the glorious outline of a T-Rex (patterned with Hello Kitty), fat possum tears dribbled into his mouth. “No, Mama.…

My day deserves a messy soundtrack, something categorized as metal scream, where you ask politely enough if someone might lower it, only for that someone to defecate on you. I’m still in my pajamas, for starters. Haven’t taken a vitamin…

It looked as if we’d spent the day at home practicing. “No, again! Now, once more, what will you tell Santa when he asks you what you’d like for Christmas?” Because no kid, unless he’s a film character named Travis…

Jim Henson’s Dinosaur Train Movie – One Hour Special
Dinosaur Big City premieres August 22 on PBS KIDS (check local listings)
My sweet Texan Lucas and Abigail are new to the Florida Market of Friendship and haven’t quite bonded with…

Yesterday I took the sprouts to their first Floridian play date. One of the camp mothers in their class had invited us to their home to splash at their community “sprayground,” to swim, then off to their house. It was…

We are officially moving July 6. The trucks arrive THIS WEEKEND. We are not taking the kids’ bedding, so I need Florida replacements. No, wait. That sounds negative. What we need, they need, is to arrive at their new, shared,…

My to-do list looks like a last wish list, with an assortment of personal delights, most of which will remain on the list, untouchable in every way. There will be no blowout, manicure, or pedicure. There are clumps of dog…