Leland managed to split his head open at the Seder dinner this week. A railing, a step, a commotion—and suddenly there was blood, paper towels, and a very dramatic retelling of events.

Leland had a locker check this week. The teacher called it “immaculate.” I smiled—partly with pride, partly with the knowledge that the only reason it looked so pristine was because I had

There are few things more reliable than our son Leland’s reluctance to hike. He’s a city kid through and through—he likes escalators, Wi-Fi, and knowing exactly how far the doughnut

Leland is nearly twelve has a deep love for Formula 1. He studies the drivers, draws their car's logos, races on sims, and has strong opinions about tire strategy. Recently, he

That was the question of seven-year-old Govino to his grandfather, the longtime CFO of the Archdiocese of Los Angeles which he shared with us at the annual ADLA regional presentation. I often think