Is it just me,

or did Jake Gyllenhal just get 18 times hotter with his appearance on Shalom Sesame's "It's Passover, Grover!" Come on! The dimples! The Afikomen sticking out of his breast pocket! Who's with me?! I thought so.

A memory/April, 2006:

Ventnor, NJ; a wintry trip to the beach house. Our first trip of many. Dining at a small Italian restaurant. I ate linguini with white clam sauce. He had the night's special, spaghetti with calamari. We talked and shared as a new couple and I asked him how he liked his pasta. "It's good," He told me, as he ...

The very best.

Listening to my husband, as he brags to his parents and regales his friends with tales of cuteness from our daughter's school day is one of the most joy-filled experiences imaginable... ...second only to the exquisite gift of witnessing these moments of cuteness firsthand. I've said it before and I'll say it again, but being a parent has made me a ...

Five funny things:

When my daughter sees a dog, she now says "Hi, doggy! Hola!" and when she sees her Uncle she says, "Waaaassaaap?!" and when she sees her daddy, she says "Hey, dude!" and when I ask her if she's ready to go "night-night" she says "Okay! Cribby." And when I ask her again, just to be ...

She had her first day.

Today, my daughter had her first day of school. Real, big kid school. I had a hard time believing it. She had her very first backpack. She had a hand-drawn cartoon, made by her daddy, which he tucked, carefully, into her school bag. She had her feathers. She had her first day. She had the time of her life.

You should know

that Tuesday was the longest day ever. And it was cold. It was the first day after our long, glorious holiday, and my husband went back to work, and the kid and I were cooped up. Cooped up for the longest day ever. It was one of those days when every one second felt like four seconds. We must have read The ...

Amazing things.

Lately, it feels as if my daughter is doing new, amazing things every day. Every hour. Whether it is a new word or expression, a new number she is able to count to, a new connection she's made or memory she has conjured and expressed, I am finding myself constantly in awe of her and the speed at which ...

HAPPY…

New Year! I hope that two thousand and twelve brings you peace and love. And dance parties and belly laughs. And glitter. And baby kisses. And more love. And Happy Anniversary, to me. To us. For, on this night, seven years ago, I was on a plane, flying across the ocean, to a far away land, and to a new place, both literally ...