Summertime

The other day, my 6-year-old looked at me and said, “Wouldn’t it be great if you didn’t have to work in the summer?” I couldn’t agree more. Summer has always felt a little magical—especially here in Vermont. The sunshine, endless daylight, creemees, lake days, and outdoor adventures seem to make everything feel a bit lighter […]

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A Walking We Will Go

I checked off a bucket list item of mine a couple of weeks ago when I loaded up my 2 spirited, blonde bambinos and headed toward Shoreham. Along Route 74 (quite boldly, I might add) is a field of wonky, eye-catching art sculptures known as the Lemon Fair Sculpture Walk. I’ve always wanted to go

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Wooden play structure with slide in a lush garden on a sunny day.

Toddling Toward a Cusp

When does babyhood end and toddlerhood begin? It’s a question I find myself asking a lot lately as our daughter defiantly dumps her yogurt on the floor, issues a declarative chorus of “no, no, no,” and attempts to open the door to make a break for her sandbox. The markers of babyhood are still all

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Weekend Happenings

Here’s what a few local families were up to during the long Memorial Day weekend. A Visit to the Shelburne Museum It’s a little outside Addison County, but the Shelburne Museum was a hit with the whole family. The museum offers a Family Fun Guide that helps young explorers learn as they wander around. Our

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Hatching Chicks in a Classroom

Springtime in Vermont is in its full, glorious swing. The mud is among us, the flowers are blooming, the bees are buzzing and….BABY CHICKS ARE HATCHING! I have assisted several classrooms many times with this really exciting project over the past 10 years. It’s always a really fun, science-based, farming-centered countdown that ends up with

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The Only Dad in the Room

I’m often the only dad in the room—at school pickup, at ballet and gymnastics classes, at toddler time and library story time. So every time I walk into these events, with my daughter holding my hand, there’s a thought, not incredibly loud or insistent, but one I am certainly aware of nonetheless: “This is a

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