Category Kids

A Country Idyll Complete With Child Labor

Emery returned for another sleepover last weekend, and while the visit was relatively brief–she arrived after work on Friday and left Saturday morning–there was a hefty amount of bucolic bliss involved. Unfortunately, the dark shadow of Child Labor cast a pall over this otherwise sunlit idyll. Specifically, Paul and I made the kids DO THE […]

Greetings from Sage and Minerva

A few days ago, I was in the garden doing some long-neglected and much-needed weeding. When I finally looked up, I was greeted by a waving Sage holding our chicken Minerva. There’s nothing like the love between a boy and his bird. Don’t worry, though–unlike victims of a recent salmonella outbreak, who allegedly got sick […]

How to Use Your Smarties

Sage recently rode on a float in the Bean and Bacon Days parade. (“Bean and Bacon Days” might not sound illustrious to outsiders, but to denizens of Augusta–home of a Bush’s Beans factory–this festival is a point of community pride.) Sage wasn’t thinking about local pride, though–he was just thinking about how to maximize his […]

More Rainbows and Giant Pumpkins

Another spectacular rainbow visited us recently. Alas, neither Emery nor her phone was here to enjoy it. That was especially unfortunate since this rainbow seemed to be ending in the field behind our house; I could almost imagine the pot of gold nestled in the grass. I may not have any gold, but I DO […]

The Brief and Illustrious Career of Frecky

A couple of days ago, Sage and I harvested the first few strawberries from our garden. Most went quietly and unsung to their demise, but one stood out: Frecky. Sage felt the need to name this unusually shaped berry after pointing out that it looked like a character from Diary of a Wimpy Kid, complete […]

The Siren Song of Freedom

Sage recently celebrated his last day of third grade. Although I was a little choked up by the thought of his growing up so fast, he clearly wasn’t. For him, the Siren Song of Freedom played as a brisk and boisterous march. The tune might change mid-summer; if history is any guide, he’ll be ready […]

Soccer Sage

When Sage told me he wanted to join the local soccer club, I have to confess that I was skeptical. So many of his interests had been ephemeral, and I did NOT want to pay $40 for fees and a jersey, only to have the jersey languish dustily in his closet next to the $50 […]