The Washington Post – Casey Seidenberg
Growing, growing, gone . . . That’s what it feels like in my house. Every time I turn around I find a boy hanging on the refrigerator door looking for more food or a boy who can’t fit his feet into the cleats I just bought him. The money I spend on food and new shoes won’t keep them home; when my boys’ growth spurts are over it will mean they will be gone, off to college, out of my refrigerator and technically no longer boys. So, while they are under my roof, how can I feed them to support their drastic development? (more)