Today, Luna turned one year old. As dawn broke and she began to stir, Kristine and I walked into Luna's room ...

Luna // 11 Months // On Remembering As I settled into the dentist's chair, a sense of unease washed over me. It had been far too long since my last v...

Luna // 11 Months // On Wagon Inventory The rains have come hard this month, the fourth-wettest February on record. We’ve been trapped inside our hou...

A short missive this week.Luna // 11 Months // On Transitions Luna is now 11 months old, only a few weeks from her birthday, and I'm astonished by h...

Vision The moonlit desert glows, sparse Joshua trees cast twisted shadows that silently point upwards. I sit atop a weathered boulder, gazing up at…

Since Luna’s birth, we’ve made a point to celebrate each month-mark. “You’re one month older” we’ll tell her, and then we’ll do something together as a family to commemorate this small milestone of her childhood…

My daughter is learning to love music.I know this because just the other day I had some music playing softly in the b...

Luna's first birthday is just around the corner, and it's incredible how much she’s grown and developed in her short life so far. Looking back just a month or two, she was an entirely different baby—unable to walk or grasp objects with intention. Now at nearly one year old, Luna is beginning to lear

Since Luna was born, she’s been a free spirit, unhappy to be confined in any way. I remember standing over her hospital crib just hours after her birth, trying in vain to tightly swaddle her newborn body. With unexpected strength she immediately broke free of the swaddle, a cherubic smile spreading

Luna is entering into an inquisitive phase of life and beginning to understand the flow of the world. To get a toy, she has to open her toy chest. To get a parent in another room, she has to crawl across the house. To get food into her mouth, she has to load it onto a fork (or, more often, simply gr