Hope is for kids to wake up curious every day

Col is practicing his BB gun skills. We bring the gun on hikes, promising shooting time after just a little more walking; this works in exactly the same way a bag of bakery treats works for ...

Willingness, boundaries are pillars of balance

I wish I were more casual about tomatoes, more like, “Oh, tomatoes? Yeah, sometimes they all ripen, sometimes not, no biggie.” And then I’d skip off to do something fun and frivolous, someth...

Sometimes, you have to Trust in the Universe

There is a very nervous (foster) kitten loose and hiding in our 800-square-foot house. And a caged rat cracking sunflower seeds, but rejecting the corn and “mystery pellets,” whi...

Parenting like being life coach to very small people

We’re returning from an afternoon at the river. Col is struggling to carry out our deflated, unwieldy inner tube, unfurling itself from his arms like an escaping octopus. Col exhales the sig...

Letting the quiet of nature into busy, modern lives

We arrive with our lowland shorts into a different world. This is our fifth trip here during mushroom season, and the land is like a historical record of how we’ve grown and chan...

Unfathomable how much can happen in summer

A switch has been flipped in the garden, everything responding to the late-summer force that urges plants to grow higher, fuller, faster. Eating from our yard has become less whimsical novel...

Wonders of the world – not stuff – can fill our hearts

It’s Saturday morning, the sun shimmering like a pool of heat you could drown in. The kids are stationed at Lego headquarters, where small, hard-edged plastic shapes sprawl menacingly. Dan a...

‘The kids will appreciate this when they’re older’

We’re at 10,500 feet, tents tucked in the tall spruce, the La Plata River bending clear and cold below us. Wildflowers splatter the slopes like a Jackson Pollack painting. Dan rigs tarps fro...

Kids’ brain architecture makes them built to come alive

We’re free-falling into summer. The kids are a grubby blur. I catch them scarfing fistfuls of garden peas and think, daily vegetable consumption: Check. Dan calls from work with ...

Camping trip shows differences between kids and adults

We took the kids on their first backpacking trip last weekend. And it was just like that – our decades-old notion of backpacking colliding with little people who would squeeze entertainment ...

‘Let me be a mountain of love and firm boundaries’

Rose and I are walking home, hand in hand, when she asks, “Does everything have a shadow?” Me: “Yes.” Rose: “Not pigment.” Me: “What?” Rose: “Pigm...

Playing is training for finding your passion as an adult

Five years ago, before a hunting trip, Dan unloaded a pile of found junk (from the annual trash clean-up) into the backyard, promising me uninterrupted coffee and newspaper time while the ki...