So, it’s pretty universally known that the legal drinking age is 21. And it’s pretty universally known that some or many or maybe even most kids will not turn 21 having never had a beer or at least a few sips of a Truly or whatever. And we all know the quickest way to get a teenage brain interested in something is to tell it that it is absolutely forbidden. So what’s a somewhat hip and current mom to do? No, seriously. What do we do? Do we look the other way and accept risk t

Have you seen the neon yellow Novice Driver magnets around town, often on a car that looks a little less than new, and driven perhaps a little too slowly with a turn signal on far longer than necessary? What you don’t necessarily notice is the ABSOLUTELY TERRIFIED PARENT sitting in the passenger seat, grinding a foot into the floor mat in the hopes that the child — the same child that misses the hamper 50% of the time, the same child that “forgot” to put the ice cream back in

Glad to be home after two weeks away at two different beaches, with books and friends and family and cousins (including one tiny one visiting from California) and great meals and cocktails and a spontaneous house party and even more spontaneous Starboard happy hour. We left after dinner Saturday night, driving the short distance home with one kid - summer job to return for! - and leaving two behind with their grandparents for another week. We never expected traffic when leavi

The dog days of summer are here - the slow roll from the 4th to mid-August when the back to school frenzy begins. In between, senses heightening all around: the smell of sunscreen and chlorine that lingers on in the car and on the damp heads of sleepy children. Fiery sunsets and fireflies in the yards beyond the porches. The hiss of sparklers and the boom of fireworks. Ice cold sauvignon blanc, a grilled hot dog, the ripest of ripe watermelon, so juicy that it runs down your