A Grandparent by ANY Other Name

When the news came awhile back that my first grandchild was on the way, it was, in all candor, a major shock--a two-step process, like an earthquake and its attendant after-shock. The first-wave tremors brought joy, of course; I knew my…
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Zen and the Art of Negotiating with Toddlers

A brilliant, Harvard-trained Ph.D. who was teaching a business school class on negotiation that I attended not long ago added intriguing dimension to her lecture with an interesting personal anecdote. This insightful strategist, who consults…
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Going Home (Part 3 of 3)

The departures gate creaks open, admitting the mid-day sun and a puff of air into my stuffy front hallway and illuminating the piles of luggage and Absolute Necessities that travel everywhere.  The pile is crowned by the ragged and ubiquitous…
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The Visit (Part 2 of 3)

A good Girl  Scout or former camp counselor probably would have laid out a schedule, maybe even in writing, with proven estimates of time required for each activity, interspersed with breaks for healthy, pre-approved snacks.  Instead,…
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The Arrival (Part 1 of 3)

I don't know if you've ever been smack dab in the path of a tornado, as I once was, many years ago, but it's true what they say:  There's an unsettling, yellow-tinged calm all around, just before the maximum-force winds blast through.  That…

Born to Lean In

Two years after I skidded haplessly into the ranks of grandparents with the arrival of our mysterious man-child, the new generation gained yet another member. And this one is a girl. Aha! I nod to me, feigning confidence.  Surely…

At the Apple Festival

If I said it once, I said it a hundred times, after we learned my grandson was on the way. I don’t know the first useful thing about little boys. Sure, I have a little brother. I still call him that, though he is a handsome six-feet-plus…

On the Road, Together

It is our first road trip together, just the two of us, this fellow and I, and I consider that fact briefly as we climb into our seats.  Is there something more I should have done to prepare, I wonder--but, too late now.  We are traveling…

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