Relative Age

Dusk was falling on another Saturday night in the Chicago suburbs. My siblings and I, all under the age of ten, had been entertaining ourselves during a long, lazy day at home. It was just before dinner and we’d pulled a gigantic floor pillow in front of the couch, jumping like acrobats from the couch…

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Lessons from Little Girls

This week our house will be filled with girls, the uneven balance my daughter Katie and I experience everyday tipped solidly into the territory of all things feminine.

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