(This piece also appears on HuffPost.) An entire wall of Hallmark Christmas ornaments loomed large in the gift shop at Chicago's Palmer House Hotel. My seven-year-old son, Harry, his dad,... read more →
My son’s blue, Cher headpiece cookie and his frosted version of sorority president Elle Woods landed center stage on the cookie platter this year, set off by his cousin David’s... read more →
It was Christmas 2003 when my son, then thirteen, transformed the cookie cutout of a toy soldier into Marge... read more →
I've noticed a pattern recently among the stroller crowd in my neighborhood. Night or day, it seems that the people pushing prams are more engaged with their phones than they... read more →
