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Try again

When my daughter was about 18 months old we were at the playground. She’s been a child challenging her boundaries since birth, so she was climbing and running everywhere. I was sitting and watching and truthfully checking my twitter feed… Read More ›

Raising a Reader

My parents were not college graduates. My mother grew up in Germany as a WWII refugee, while my father was the son of a Pennsylvania bootlegger and jack of all trades. He graduated from high school and went immediately to… Read More ›