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Sisters, Month 9

My mother tells me that when my sister was born, everyone predicted that we would become best friends because we were so close in age (we're 22 months apart). However, that turned out to be not the case because our personalities were soooo different. While we get along fine now, my sister and I didn't have the best relationship growing up. If we weren't fighting, we were ignoring each other, or doing completely different activities. In fact, we didn't begin to really talk to each other — by this, I mean engaging in meaningful conversations and confiding in each other — until we were both in our mid-twenties. My mother recently observed that Claire and Aerin also seem to have completely different personalities,...

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Disney’s Hollywood Studios Star Wars Weekends 2012 Posters

I’m a bit late on this, but they’re too good not to share!

Disney’s Star Wars Weekends started this weekend, and the promotional ads are simply spectacular. Get a glimpse of Yoda trimming hedges into Mickey Mouse ears! Check out R2D2 operating the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror’s horrific elevator! Get a load of Chewie’s hair as he exits the Rock ‘n’ Roller Coaster!

“Darth Vader and Son”

What if Darth Vader were around to see Luke grow up? What if he took an active role in his childhood and did all the things that ordinary dads do with their sons?

Author and illustrator Jeffrey Brown has taken up this challenge in Darth Vader and Son, which paints a lovely and hilarious alternate reality of Darth Vader as an everyday father. Among the many scenarios depicted in the book, Vader teaches Luke how to use a lightsaber, takes him toy-shopping, and even goes trick-or-treating with him!

Mommy’s Diapers

After a visit to the grocery store to stock up on feminine supplies, I had my back turned for 5 seconds while taking Aerin's jacket off and Claire got ahold of my box of Always Overnights with Wings. (The rule of thumb with toddlers is that they will cause the most mischief when you have your back turned for 2-5 seconds — no more, no less. Like last night, when Claire tried to get into the tub by herself during bath time and FELL IN HEAD FIRST into the almost-full, soapy tub with all her clothes still on and her stuffed giraffe in her hands. Trying to calm down a hysterically crying toddler — a soaking wet, hysterically crying toddler, while she...

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