On losing Two, and trying not to be sad about it

He is on the verge of being three. Hanging onto Two by his fingertips. You


His mother called him ‘WILD THING’

What follows: your weekly note about toddlers. I haven’t written about Henry much, lately. It’s

letters to my children

Seven hundred and thirty

Dear Henry, Today is your birthday, and you are two. Tomorrow I will write one

crafty business

Boy with balloons

We started Henry’s unbirthday by giving him a haircut that broke my heart. Unbirthday because



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