by Deborah Quinn | Sep 25, 2013 | birth, expat, family, growing up, Kids, Parenting, preemies
It happened like someone had flipped on a switch. At one point there was a boy who wanted to tell me everything and who thought that facebook was stupid and his parents were pretty cool. And then, this summer, Liam became a pre-teen. He’s always been precocious...
by Deborah Quinn | Aug 29, 2013 | family, growing up, Kids, Parenting, Travel
We went on safari last week. And now I have to pause for a minute because I still can’t believe that I am someone who can say “I went on safari last week.” There among the wildebeests, the giraffes, and baboons, Caleb turned nine. NINE. The baby is nine. His last year...
by Deborah Quinn | Aug 23, 2013 | family, growing up, Kids
Baby Caleb is six today. He still sleeps with four small bears and a tattered blankie, but his body is long and lean, the shape of the young man he will become. He is a pirate and a spy; collector of important rocks and sticks; he walks like an Egyptian when...
by Deborah Quinn | Aug 10, 2012 | Feminism, Gender, growing up, me my own personal self
Over at Chosen Chaos, Jamie has been running a series called “If I Could Turn Back Time,” in which writers are asked what they would tell their eighteen-year-old selves. I posted this piece on her site a while ago, and now she’s doing a wrap-up...
by Deborah Quinn | Apr 30, 2012 | growing up, Kids, Parenting, teaching
The other day, at the beginning of class, I asked the students to write about a specific passage in the novel we were reading, so the students curled over their desks and the room was silent for a few minutes except for the scratchings of pen on paper. I love that...
