If you hang around me long enough in a professional context, you will likely hear me say some version of the following: The role of the architect is to draw a line and say "the space on this side of the line means one thing and the space on

Last Monday started with an ambitious (for me) goal: roll from the house to the Bay Street mall, and get Shake Shack for lunch with the kids. I'm not the biggest fan of the Shack (especially when Sideshow Kitchen is right there) but the kids love the shakes

(This will probably be part one of many.) The last couple of weeks have been a whirlwind. Between helping the kids over the finish line for the school year, celebrating the life of Dacia’s great uncle Jerry, and just the daily vicissitudes that come with recovering from a serious

Arthur asked for a play date with his best friend this morning. So I reached out to his best friend‘s parents. They said sure, we can pick him up just before noon to go play in Strawberry Creek. This is their favorite thing to do lately—splash around and

Last Wednesday was a momentous day in our house. After what seemed like forever (but was in actuality about six weeks) our accessibility contractor installed a stairlift. Chairlift? Stairchair? Whatever we end up calling it, it’s changed everything at home. First, and probably foremost in his mind, Arthur now

Quick note: I’m going to talk about bladder and bowel logistics in this post. It may not be everyone’s cup of tea, but how these things change for spinal patients is important for me to record and, in my opinion, for you to understand. Another quick note: I

0:00 /0:17 1× I got up this morning and realized that we haven’t posted here for quite a while. Turns out that when you’re living your life there are just times when you’re too busy to reflect in real time. My days have been absolutely