On Peace.

This afternoon, on a walk down our street, my daughter held her two fingers in the air (as she has been known to do) and said, "Peace, man." To whom, I don't know. I like to think it was to every man. But that's just me. And her gesture got me thinking about words and concepts like peace and equality and how I ...

And speaking of

rainbows, tonight, as I read my daughter her bedtime story, I looked down at her piggies and spotted her most recent adornment; a beaded rainbow anklet. She must have picked it up, somewhere between teeth brushing and lullabies. And I couldn't help but to think two things: She's right! Who doesn't need to bring a rainbow, beaded anklet to da crib and my ...

By the way, in case I forgot to mention it,

It is my hope that when my daughter is in high school, she looks back on this photo and groans; not because she is embarrassed that she lived with a mother who dressed her up for rainbow colored photo opps, but because she is embarrassed to have lived in a country where equality was, at one time, ...