Raising Free Thinkers

Last night we sat at the dinner table and talked about politics. It was a different kind of discussion because Jane is now in the 8th grade and her homework this was to watch the president accept the Democratic nomination. She said she couldn’t watch with us talking because she had to be impartial (apparently when we scream at the TV it’s distracting). Mr. G asked the kids if they were Democrats or Republicans and they looked confused. Jane quickly said she was a Democrat and Alexander looked at me …

How Much Value do You Put on Sports and Education?

Alexander started with a new tennis coach. He really loves his group lessons but now that baseball has ended I’d promised him a private lesson each week. He’s just had his first lesson and loves it. The guy is German and speaks so kindly to Alexander that it reminds me of my grandparents. When he told him to stop and get a zip of water I could almost smell my Grandfather’s cologne. Jane has a tutor for Spanish. Jane’s tutor makes 40% of what Alexander’s tennis coach makes hourly. I …

I Was Late Everywhere Yesterday

Yesterday was supposed to be a busy day. I was supposed to be taping a video with a production company at 9.30 in the morning. This would have meant that I was going to have to get up at 6.30 so that I could look and smell good before getting the kids off to school. My friend Yvonne was having a Healthy Child Healthy World event at her house from 10 to 12 and I figured I’d just get there as quickly as I could and maybe have an hour …

While Mr. G was at the Office I Brainwashed Our Son

“Mom doesn’t just sit and type you know. She types in the morning and then she makes us food and gets our clothes and buys us things and makes dinner and today she drove us everywhere.” He was petting the cat and smiling at me, like we won something.

“Mom doesn’t just sit and type you know. She types in the morning and then she makes us food and gets our clothes and buys us things and makes dinner and today she drove us everywhere.” He was petting the cat and smiling at me, like we won something.

So I Have this Fantasy of Jane Breathing New Life into Ms. Magazine

I’m a dismal failure as a feminist. It’s only recently that I cared about reproductive rights because it never occurred to me that Roe v. Wade could actually be challenged. It never dawned on me that people would actually try and legislate my uterus. I’m still mostly stunned when a fuss is made and I almost don’t believe the Catholics when they say they don’t want to pay for birth control. It’s like reading The Onion… only after a certain point I realize that some evangelicals are, in fact, so …