I don’t understand my kids’ taste in music. Already. Conversation in the car with a 6-year-old: Brady: Mom, don’t you love Kesha? Me: No. Brady: How DARE you?! I’m not gonna be your mom anymore. … Me: Okay. — Brady only knows who Kesha is because we watched the 2013 Nickelodeon Kids’ Choice Awards on [...]
Back when I was painting Kyle’s nursery, back when he was growing safely inside my body, I had moments of doubt: I often stand back and try to imagine what it will look like with a crib and a baby in it, and wonder if the baby will like it. What if he gets to [...]
Once upon a time, a boy played this song for me on a night I had received a crushing rejection. It was something that I thought would threaten my college career, financially speaking. I was devastated. Although I had grown up listening to Simon & Garfunkel, famously belting along to “Cecilia” using an eggbeater as [...]
Okay, The Beatles. We are born, we grow up, we die, and there is always The Beatles. Their music is just there, like air, or water. For my parents, they were a Super Big Deal. For me, they just were. They were a 45 RPM record with an apple in the middle, a scratchy B-side [...]
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