The Pitter School of Misheard Lyrics

Pitter, guess where Daddy is RIGHT NOW?
Where?
Where did he fly yesterday?
To Boston!
Yep. And he’s at a concert listening to one of your favorite bands right this very minute!
I don’t know which band.
Who sings “Magnificent”?
U2!
Yes.
I want them to play “Do You Know the Tiny Bay!”
Well, I doubt they’ll cover Green Day*, but you never know.
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Twentieth Century, Go to Sleep

Ten years ago the fish cook at the restaurant on Harvard Avenue told me I would find love again.
You will fall in love and you will get married and have children.
A prophecy.
But that summer of 1999 I danced alone and raged alone and devoured that past of ours with a despair I hadn’t known was possible.
Thank you [...]

May there be love and light

I’ve been following a little girl named Emily who has been fighting evil brain tumors for over a year now. She’s been in Boston for much of it, right around the corner from our old apartment, and just a block up from the hospital where Pitter was born. She’s between Pitter and Patter in age. And somehow all [...]

what i (still) miss

This is reposted from June of 2007, because even now it remains so very true.
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walking. walking to the T. walking up stairs. walking through the public garden. walking along boylston. walking home to brookline from the office, all the way up the majesty of commonwealth, up to fenway park, then up over the bridge above [...]

Voting Early in Indiana, or Things I Doubt You’d Overhear Waiting in Line in Boston

We voted early today in our town, believing that it might be a lower stress experience than voting on election day itself. But with an infant and a toddler in tow and a line that took more than an hour to get through, it might have been a wash.
Sweet Cheeks spent all but the two minutes [...]