Yesterday we went to a museum. Actually I should say that yesterday we went to yet another museum. A museum Mr. G had no interest in going to, a museum that Jane had been to just 10 days prior and the 8th museum in the third country that my son had visited since March 12th.
This weekend someone texted a link to a post on Scary Mommy along with the words, “read to the end”. So I did. I sputtered and reread the words and then I thought I’d read it again, I was incredulous. I haven’t read Scary Mommy since it was a one woman website and I knew
I’ve just signed the contract for Alexander’s High School. Now that we’ve completed the application process for a second child I’d like to talk to you about The Wesley School where both my children attended elementary and middle school. In the coming weeks parents of middle school kids and then a week later elementary students will
I talk to my kids about rape and rape culture. I have a son and a daughter and they both need to hear the same words and as they’ve grown older the discussion has evolved. Here is a sampling of things I’ve told my children from the moment they learned to speak written in order
I’m playing doubles and it’s cold (LA’s version of cold not yours East Coast). The combination of it being a doubles match and a chilly winter morning means that I’m not going to overheat and if I’m being honest with myself I might not even warm up by the end of the two hours we
Filiberto Gonzalez is a long time fixture in the tech community here in Los Angeles. When his first child started school in LAUSD I patiently waited for his head to explode and to hear that he was the PTA president or some sort of liason or whatever it is they do now at LAUSD. It