Marriage

Little Help?

We watched Supernanny last night, which, for parents, is a bit like C.O.P.S.. As Kathleen Madigan says, ‘At least I’m not a drug-dealer in curlers running down the street at four a.m.’ Last night’s episode featured a stay-at-home mother of three—soon to be four—whose children were slowly tenderizing her with their fists. A large problem, […]

He Said, She Said

We sat on a bench to rest, the sun on our faces; Ian was dancing circles in the gravel path. On the back of the bench was a plaque that read, ‘For All the Talks with Nana’. I looked at Kelly, and a breeze from across the pond caught her hair. I put my arm around her, and kissed her on the cheek.