Dina Adler lives in Park Slope with her husband and adorable son. She writes about the joy and humor in parenting, owning rodent pets, drinking, and other thoughts and musings on her blog. When she is not writing or parenting, she serves as a law school career counselor.
“I have to tell you something.”
Oy. This was the second time in four days that my husband came to me with some kind of emergency. The first time, he told me that he found our remaining…gerbil, Buzzy, dead in the tank. As we have had a lot of pet deaths recently, we have become experts at grieving, and grieving quickly. So, that day, I left work early, picked up my 12 year old, and trekked to the pet store to get two new male gerbils. It was important to get… >> Read More
“Mom, how come you signed your last emails with just, ‘The Adlers?’”
This was my kid’s first question when we picked him up from his two weeks at sleepaway camp. Like many parents, I…emailed my son daily during his stay. I kept the first seven emails upbeat, and, in the spirit of family, I signed the emails with the usual “Mommy and Daddy” alongside the names of each of our menagerie of pets: gerbil Buzzy, guinea pigs Trevor and Andy, and fish Brigade, Ballista, Bomber, Bulletproof, and Bazooka.… >> Read More
Recently, at a meeting, a colleague’s cell phone rang. He looked at his screen and went pale. “It’s the school,” he muttered and bolted out of the conference room.
As a mom, I know that…feeling all too well — hearing your phone ring and seeing the name of your child’s school as the caller is one of the most frightening parental moments. The time it takes you to pick up the phone and say hello may be the longest three seconds of your life. “Do I need a plastic… >> Read More
Like many first-time parents, I was anxious and unsure, so I relied heavily on the infinite parenting books and blogs on naps, diet, and poops. I felt like any departure from these experts would turn…my child into a serial killer or, at the very least, a B- student. In particular, the kiddie pundits advised limiting television, which made sense to me. “Television equals bad,” I thought. Growing up, it seemed to me that the kids in AP classes came from homes with no or very limited screen time. I,… >> Read More
“Mommy, can I get an Icee?”
While my 10-year-old’s request wasn’t unusual, the timing of his question was.
I couldn’t wait for my kid to turn 5, not just because this signified he was…ready for kindergarten. Sure, the thought of his starting school — making friends, learning the alphabet, and being with someone else for six hours without costing me a penny — was exciting. But even more exciting was the fact that he was now eligible to play pee wee baseball. Having very little athletic ability, I… >> Read More