Is “Little Women” by Louisa May Alcott a Christmas story? At our house it is.
If you’ve been to our house, then there’s a good chance you’ve seen something we wouldn’t have planned for you to see.
Summer has been busy, lots of fun activities and things that take us away from the house.
I was just sitting down to write a column exploring my feelings on pork, the other white meat, when I read “Hunting Snipe,” Wendy Tweten’s June column on summer camp. And, just like there can never be too many camp songs or too many s’mores, I thought I’d add my two cents.
Jacob will not eat vegetables. He is four, soon-to-be-five, and very skilled at detecting the tiniest bit of broccoli in a bowl of rice, or hint of orange carrot mixed in with his pasta.
