It was a sweltering summer day with intermittent showers. The sprinkling had already started, in fact, when we were setting up for a garage sale at 7:30 a.m.
Grandparents Day was Sunday, and I was fortunate to be able to talk to my one remaining grandparent, my paternal grandmother, Polly, on the phone that day.
There’s no doubt that Pauline Friedman Phillips, better known by her pen name, Abigail Van Buren, left her mark on journalism and the art of the advice column.
Our puppy came to us about four months ago by way of a local rescue group. Of the four male puppies in the litter – who had been named John, Paul, George and Ringo – two of the beautiful, blue-ticked beagles were still available when we inquired.
Their eyes light up. You can see the wheels turning and the gears in motion. These are the moments that I live for as a mom: seeing your child grasp a concept or skill for the first time.
