At Least I Didn’t Make Him Lick The Bowl.

Tonight I made my sixteen-year-old son J finish some chips and dip. He said he was finished, but I begged to differ. Normally I don’t police his meals, really. One of the benefits of having teenaged boys in the house is that they don’t need to be coerced...

Magdalene in September

Remember how I showed you my three favorite sculptures in the city of Chicago? I went back to take a new picture of Magdalene yesterday so you could see her full skirt, freshly grown for autumn. Soon? She will...