Just over seven months ago, Sasha sat for a set of class photos that, at the time, I deemed horrific: Now, Sasha’s a pretty photogenic kid, but in these images, with their cheaply greenscreened backgrounds, she looks awful. Uncomfortable, awkward, unhappy. … Oh god, and her hair! Well, the photographer her school inexplicably keeps hiring …
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If you live in New York City, you probably wish every day could be like yesterday: cool but warm, sunny but tinged with fall colors, decelerating as Thanksgiving approaches. For me, though, it held a bittersweet quality: I can’t imagine there will be that many more such days this year when I can bike over …
Now this is all going to come across as complaining, and I’m not, really I’m not. First, Tomoko has done nearly 100 percent of the heavy lifting with young Ellie to date, at least at night. She’s breast-feeding the little dickens, and well, there isn’t much I can do to contribute on that front. So, …
In a couple of weeks, Sasha will officially turn 2 years old, and when that happens, an important if annoying era will come to an end. I’m speaking, of course, of the frustratingly precise way in which we parents always answer the question, “How old is your child?” Why is it frustrating? Because the question …
