The other day I was buying some stakes at Home Depot and the cashier commented that, like David, her daughter was bald as a baby. She said she started washing it more and, guess what? Her hair grew! Maybe I should try that! Strangers make comments all the time. No, I don’t cut David’s hair.
I’ve been doing yoga. Runners only do yoga for one reason: they have no choice. Here’s the deal: for almost four years I’ve been dealing with a hamstring injury. I think of it as a running injury, because it hurts when I run, but it’s really not a running injury at all; it happened while I
The newest little Krieger is here. Berkley Grace Krieger arrived Sunday, July 1 at 1:30pm; 9lbs, 11oz., 20 inches long, with a full head of black hair and pretty like her mama. Congratulations to Steve and Lindsay and big brother Caleb. And to Little Miss Berkley Grace, welcome.
I put David in his red diaper and blue hat with all of his red and blue toys and plopped him in his pool to wish everyone a very happy 4th of July. [David was leaning over the edge of the pool and splashing, which caused lots of water to spill, and drenched our towel.
My sister and her three kids are visiting from Taiwan. She flew from Taiwan to New York with three children by herself (her husband is coming a little later). Then after a brief stay in Vermont to catch her breath, drove to Virginia like it aint no big thang. (Did you know my power was
I was in the kitchen when I realized David had been quietly occupying himself for a few minutes. Usually that means he’s gotten into the compost bin or Tom’s sheet music. When I went to check on him, I was so happy to see he was playing with his ball rather than elbow-deep in kitty
Aside from the harvest, this is one of my favorite stages of gardening. When you go outside and notice a handful of cherry tomatoes that seemed to appear overnight. Or tiny jalapenos dropping from the stem. (I noticed a half-eaten jalapeno on the ground. I hope it was hot enough to teach the chipmunks a


