Snuck in a bike ride Wednesday afternoon: Charlie's face was more troubled than it had been for the past couple of days when he got off the bus. He said no to going into our apartment and yes to getting into the car and, as we were planning to go to our house to meet … Continue reading

The beach is a 2nd home

On Mott Street

Walking back to the black car after lots of lo mein at Amazing 66 on Friday, May 22.

Sign I am very much immersed in Jim's book: After a great swim at the YMCA on a hot day, the vending machine fails to dispense a pack of Swedish fish. After I pound (lightly) on the glass, Charlie does the same. "Come on, machine, give it up!" I say.  And pound more. "You're breaking … Continue reading

Yeah, we went to the diner again on Sunday night after going to……………the diner on Saturday night. And, despite the plethora of diners all across New Jersey, we managed to end up at the same diner. Charlie had a burger both nights (ok, Sunday night he got coleslaw on the side). To be fair, I … Continue reading

Yeah, we went to the diner again on Sunday night after going to……………the diner on Saturday night. And, despite the plethora of diners all across New Jersey, we managed to end up at the same diner. Charlie had a burger both nights (ok, Sunday night he got coleslaw on the side). To be fair, I … Continue reading

My Beautiful Boy

Brownstone Diner, 3 April, 2009.

must write a chapter about chocolate and why, after Charlie was born, most types of chocolate make me feel queasy.

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