They are unusual, to be sure. Even for imaginary friends. I always expected that, when an imaginary friend appeared, he or she would be a peer. An ally. A confidant. I remember my own imaginary friend— her name was Mummy— and we rode bikes together. She didn’t last long, but she was my partner in…
Category Archives: Conversations with Kids
Teddy Bears and Life Lessons
“But what if we took the stuffing out of him? What would happen to him then?” Through the dark, his voice, innocent and sweet, was clear. He is so curious, so fascinated by the world around him. So interested in the what ifs, in cause and effect. In figuring out what he can do. Sometimes…
Santa. And Physics.
“Mama, how does Santa get down that chimney?” His voice, clear and thoughtful, rang from the back seat. “Which chimney?,” I asked, distracted. I was weaving through the morning rush, working my way to his school. The baby was perilously close to drifting asleep in her carseat. I was in a hurry. “That chimney, there….
Light in the Morning
From the sofa, he whined to me. I was busy, running around the table. Getting the baby’s food ready, cleaning up. Trying to just get a cup of coffee. Please. I just need a freaking cup of coffee. Mornings are tough in our house. They come earlier than I would like. Certainly earlier than seems…
My Monkey
“I’m not your monkey—I’m my dad’s monkey!” Through the dark, his sing-song voice warmed my soul. At three, he loves to joke. To tease. And this is one of his favorite games. When his father and I are both present, he goes back and forth, switching his allegiance at will. He loves when I pretend…
