Alone

It’s been more than a year since Powergirl and I vacationed just the two of us—a huge deal, considering I’m a travel writer and she loves to travel. Our last trip came when she was five months pregnant with L; naturally, we have not gone anywhere together without the baby in the eight months since [...]

Panthorns

It has become one of L’s favorite new games: a little ditty I like to call “Panthorns.” All you need to play: a pair of baby pants, a ridiculous clown voice and a crazy imagination.
As the name suggests, the pants are critical.
Every time I change the baby, I take her pants off, turn them inside [...]

Send in the clown

Either I’ve got a second career as a stand-up comic, or my baby daughter thinks I’m a professional clown.
Since the girl started laughing (oh, about ten days ago), she quite literally cracks up every time she sees me or hears my voice. It doesn’t matter if she’s eating, crying or completely distracted by the ceiling [...]

My buddy

Growing up as an only child with two working parents, I spent inordinate amounts of time alone. To entertain myself during this solitude, I invented a cadre of imaginary friends who joined me on all of my various (and usually fictitious) adventures.
These invisible buddies were with me through thick and thin, hanging around far longer [...]