Crete is a gorgeous place to spend the weekend, or the week, or the month, to relax and drink wine, or roam from ruin to adventure and back. A slideshow about why you should go.
Beauty tips from my toddler? Yes, really. Don't knock 'em til you've tried 'em.
Of all the words I've written, "writer" has given me the most trouble [PDF].
Whatever else Instagram et al would have us believe, parenting isn’t always attractive.
My son won't call me Mommy. I don’t get a “Ma,” let alone a “Mama.” I’m not “Mummy” or "Mother,” “Mami” or “Amma.” I’d be fine with Jess, which is what my friends call me, or some child-specific mash-up like “Jesma” (Jess + Mama) or “Moss” (Mom + Jess). But, nope, he’s not interested in giving me a matronymic of any kind.
Is your baby an asshole? Take this quiz to find out.
I understand the litigious impulse. When my son was born, I thought seriously about suing him for ruining my vagina. Everyone says the lady bits eventually go back to normal, but how is that possible? Some things, like Laffy Taffy or a LIVESTRONG bracelet, can’t be unstretched.
The five types of toddler eaters, explained. Never dread mealtime with a two-year-old again.
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