play = voice

By Anna  It must be summer: Long days, humid nights, more bug bites than we can count, and lots of good stories. The other day I was lucky enough to be snuggled with my 4-year-old-daughter Eliza in her bottom bunk reading one of our favorite books, Falling Up by...

play = comfort

By AnnaMy family and I live just outside of Boston and, as usual, my husband and I took our daughters Alex (7) and Eliza (3) to cheer for the marathon runners at mile 24. We went home at 2:00 p.m. for a much-needed nap and, lucky for all of us, both girls were resting...

play = conflict

By AnnaThere is a monster in my house. She is 3 ½ years old and her name is Eliza. When she scrunches up her eyes, nose, and mouth into the center of her face and growls, all other ferocious beasts beware. She is the toughest of the tough, until she laughs out loud...

play = potential

By AnnaThese days, when I see a cardboard box, no matter how flattened it is, squashed between fifteen other boxes in a garbage bin covered in dirty snow, I see potential. When we afford children the freedom to do whatever they choose with ordinary open-ended...