The gay-straight alliance at one of the high schools in our area was sponsoring a showing of Love Makes a Family, the great traveling exhibit of photographs and interviews featuring LGBT families. Yesterday, the exhibit was open to the public. Even though I’d seen it before, I took my son after preschool.
Fifty years ago today, Ole Kirk Christansen received approval for his patent of the original LEGO brick, as Boing Boing reminds us. We’re huge fans of the plastic pieces around our house. LEGOs were one of the formative toys of my childhood, especially after my brother brought home several paper grocery bags full of them
There’s always a first time. I was with my son at his school playground last week, taking advantage of the unseasonably warm weather to hang with the other parents and kids at the end of the day. My son wandered over to the sandbox, where another boy his age was playing. They introduced themselves in
I don’t identify as butch, despite a predilection for sports and an aversion to high heels. I prefer to think of myself as a middle-of-the road sort of gal, although I did femme it up a bit when working in the corporate world. At five feet tall, I found it paid to make an effort
The dance music starts early here on the Norwegian Dawn, piped onto the outside decks by 7:00 a.m. I know this because some crazy notion got me up then to go for a run. The beat was motivating—but then I went down to the fitness center where all the gay men working out made even
I was going to post this last night, but the ship’s Internet filtering software classified my site as “p___ography” (not spelling it so I don’t compound the problem). Not R Family’s fault, by any means, nor even the ship’s—they probably bought off-the-shelf filtering software. The problem is a societal one, and the fact that no
Posting is light this week because I know many folks are on vacation, and because I’m in the throes of preparing for my own. This Saturday, my partner and I and our four-year-old son will be setting sail on the R Family Summer Adventure cruise. We’ll be the special guests of the Family Pride Coalition,
I’ve been evaluating preschools for my son over the past few weeks. As part of my discussions with teachers and administrators, I always mention that we’re a two-mom family, and ask “Is this going to be a problem for anyone here?” I don’t expect anyone would ever come right out and say “yes”—we’re in a
I’m writing to you today as an official resident of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, where the clams are tasty, the gays can marry, and the Red Sox . . . well, ask me again at the end of the season. Thanks to the scheduling savvy of my sweetie and the heroic efforts of John the
