At 9:30, my daughter comes downstairs—she can’t sleep. She’ll be seven next month and the world is expanding around her, I can see it. She’s more aware of other people […]
Whatever is Pure and Lovely
At 9:30, my daughter comes downstairs—she can’t sleep. She’ll be seven next month and the world is expanding around her, I can see it. She’s more aware of other people […]
Reading Lessons
Words (to her) are — well, I don’t know what they are. That is why we do the lessons. Perhaps (to her) they are birds — each word a flock […]
The Conviction of Things Not Seen
Children delight in the unseen. Since becoming a mother, I have consumed dozens of invisible cupcakes and sipped countless seemingly empty cups of tea, and it doesn’t trouble my daughter […]
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