There are many thankless things about parenting. We are underappreciated, taken for granted, hidden from the view of peers lest we prove embarrassing. We can lecture on a topic countless times only to be ignored, but if a stranger says the same darn thing, well, it’s genius. And — I don’t know about you, but … Continue reading
Looking for a flashback this morning, I spied this photo, which Basil framed 15 years ago: Catherine’s first haircut. You’d never guess now, seeing her waist-length mane, but she had the barest little fuzz on her head when she was born. It grew so slowly that she was past her second birthday when it became … Continue reading
Happy birthday to my Mom, Ginger Salvatore! I will not tell you her age, but rather show you these photos, which will surely get me in hot water. I love this baby picture, even if the toy she’s sitting on looks more than a little dangerous. She is here in the front yard of her … Continue reading
So, um, Catherine is dreaming up scary Halloween costumes and thinks she has a winner: The most frightening thing she could possibly be is … me. This was announced only half-jokingly at the dinner table tonight, following a dust-up that occurred when she and Basil returned home and both began talking to me at once … Continue reading
Senior year is officially under way. Catherine is no longer a “rising senior”; she’s the real deal. The bus just ferried her away. I hid among the trees and bushes and snapped this photo of her walking to the bus stop: And then I stood in the yard and watched until I couldn’t see the … Continue reading
Catherine has always been afraid of spiders. Once when she was 6 or 7, she stole down the stairs in the dead of night, wearing her favorite blue feetie pajamas — the ones with the clouds on them — and woke Basil up. “Daddy,” she said, “there’s a spider in my room.” Of course Basil … Continue reading
Given all the hoopla over the arrival this week of little Prince George, how could my Flashback be anything but a baby picture of Catherine? She arrived four days ahead of schedule in April 17 years ago, the only time she’s been early for anything. No throngs of reporters waited outside Greenwich Hospital while we … Continue reading
Catherine presented me with a small bottle of Bath & Body Works’ White Citrus body lotion following her recent trip to the mall with Basil. “It’s for you. I think you’ll like it,” she said. And she was right — it has a fresh, summery scent, a nice change from the lavender I’ve been wearing. … Continue reading
The 14-month-old who lives next door has been spending weekend afternoons playing in his new kiddie pool. He wears a blue-and-white striped bathing suit and matching hat to splash in. In short, he is too adorable for words. Watching him is better than TV (even “Chopped“!). Naturally every time I see him out there filling … Continue reading
Catherine went grocery shopping with me this afternoon. I know it sounds inconsequential. However, I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times since she was small enough to have a tantrum over a pink ball I wouldn’t buy that she’s accompanied me to the market of her own volition. And by … Continue reading