Somehow, in the past year, I have lost my sense of joy.  Maybe I’ve suffered from postpartum depression, maybe I’ve just been spread too thin, but I have definitely lost the pleasure I used to take in my ordinary life, in my extraordinary family.  The little trials of the day that used to be amusing […]

The Problem of Time

Tommy came downstairs the other day and asked, “Mommy, how many hours are in a day? Two?” “Nope,” I answered, “There are twenty-four.” His eyes widened with pleasure and surprise. “Twenty-four?” I nodded. “Wow.” Then he thought for a moment. “How long does it take to eat breakfast?” he asked. “Well, it takes about an […]