by Deborah Quinn | Dec 18, 2012 | family, growing up, Kids, Parenting
I ruined Caleb’s weekend morning. First I asked him to put away his laundry. (Accomplished, usually, by shoving the pile of clean, folded clothes on the chair into whatever drawer has room, a task that takes about forty seconds.) Then I asked him to pick up his...
by Deborah Quinn | Dec 27, 2011 | Abu Dhabi, family, NYC, UAE
We’re back in New York for the holidays – our first visit home since July, when we moved. When we left Abu Dhabi last week, the malls were filled with Christmas: fake pine trees, over-wrapped gifts, and big statues of Santa, often just down the hall from the prayer...
by Deborah Quinn | Dec 26, 2010 | Children, family
I wanted to write a post about Christmas, about family, about remembering my own childhood Christmases and feeling connected to my mom, who is out in the snowy midwest celebrating with my brother and sister and their families. We New Yorkers couldn’t face...
by Deborah Quinn | Dec 19, 2010 | Children, marriage
So the tree fell over. Full of lights and ornaments…a slow whoosh and then a whump. Ornaments everywhere, pine needles everywhere, but nothing broken–kind of amazing, given that the tip of the tree grazed a glass-fronted cabinet in the arc of its descent....
by Deborah Quinn | Dec 12, 2010 | food
I needed sugar cookie dough for Christmas cookie decorating. Had already had a morning of cooking dementia–pot of soup, two loaves of bread–and no way in hell was I making dough from scratch. Ran to the store and got Betty’s sugar cookie mix, which...
