…While Mother’s Day may strike some as an occasion for our family to double our pleasure/double our fun, the second Sunday in May has become the thorn in my bouquet of roses. I don’t particularly feel like sharing the holiday. https://slate.com/human-interest/2010/05/a-lesbian-mother-wants-to-be-the-only-mommy-on-mother-s-day.html
….It’s called “free-range parenting” — or, depending on which side of the mommy wars you’re on, it’s called the worst kind of parenting ever. Now that my daughter is in middle school, I can’t actually believe how free-range my own childhood was. It was Manhattan
I may be a little too interested in my seventh grader’s Instagram account. It’s a peephole into the social lives of her classmates. It’s a juicy new reality show: “The Private Lives of Private School Pubescents.” Until it all turned sour, my daughter and I
“Why are men so stingy with their sperm?” I griped in passing to the guy next to me at the rehearsal dinner before a friend’s wedding. (They say seating arrangements at a wedding are critical, but this, I’m sure, was unprecedented.) Up to this point
Erika Milvy, Contributor Arts and Culture writer and critic Inaction Speaks Louder Than Words. Even The Best Words. ..By giving Trump a platform to spew hollow words, you, National Holocaust Museum, have given him an opportunity to soften his image and perform yet another