Dear Family, What felt like an unusually late end to the school year (brought about by a combination of excessive snow-related cancelations — some of these would more accurately be termed “snow-related deferrals” since they ultimately had to be made up for reasons no one understands other than it’s the law — and the fact…
The Wonnacotts’ May: Our First Home, Job Searches, and the Appearance of Money
Dear family, I am writing this letter from my new couch in my new house! It feels good to live in Provo again. Or maybe it just feels good to be in this place that I’ve known for a while was mine and now has furniture that makes it look inhabited. Either way, I’m happy….
On finish lines, sixth-grade fisticuffs, and one of Maryland’s safest hospitals (vol. xxix, no. 5)
Dear Family, I had just undergone a minor procedure at Adventist HealthCare White Oak Medical Center (a nearby hospital whose unwieldy name I can only assume was the brainchild of the same consulting firm that gave us “Baltimore/Washington International Thurgood Marshall Airport”) and the post-op nurse asked me to rate my discomfort on a 10-point…
The Wonnacotts’ April: Egg hunts, good friends, and self-doubt
Dear Family, If you were to ask Luke what the best part of April was, he would probably tell you that it was watching A Minecraft Movie in theaters on five-dollar Tuesday with Savvy and Lilly. Luke considers the plot, the acting, and the humor to be top tier. As for me, I think that…
On Holy Week in Mexico, A.I. pitfalls in Utah, and legal troubles in Europe (vol. xxix, no. 4)
Dear Family, Family lore holds that a 1970s trip to see some Indian ruins while we were in Utah for a Willis reunion had to be cut short when some boy (perhaps me, perhaps someone my age with a similar temperament) threw a fit because a) driving for hours to look at old rocks you’re…
On Grace dressing like a Catholic, Grace singing like a Methodist, and why you probably should steer clear of the church restrooms this week (vol. xxix, no. 3)
Dear Family, Earlier this month, precisely 15 years, 2 months, and 29 days after Crystal and I got into the business of being parents to teenagers, we finally left that chapter behind by celebrating Grace’s 20th birthday. We marked the occasion (sort of — technically we were a week early) by driving down to Lexington,…
The Wonnacotts’ March: Birthdays, house hunting, and birds both edible and inedible
Dear family, Before you go on to read this letter, go ahead and take a look at the author. Despite what it says… It’s not Sophie. It’s me, Luke. Seeing as it is the one month out of the year that Sophie and I are the same age, she has taken it upon herself to…
The Wonnacotts’ February: A frightening drive, teaching, and how my husband is certainly not a democrat
Dear family, February has been an exciting month, even a life-threatening one. But I suppose I shouldn’t blame the month of February for Luke’s and my decision to drive to Colorado Springs during the weekend of a snow storm. We’ll start with that, I suppose. Luke has an aunt an uncle who live in Colorado…
On flouting open container laws, quality time with Mom, and testing the boundaries of church music (vol. xxix, no. 2)
Dear Family, For Christmas, I gave Crystal one of those overpriced “Adventure Bucket List” things they sell on Facebook to people with no impulse control. Maybe you’ve seen the ads. It’s basically a box of 50 large scratch-off cards — kind of like the lottery tickets they sell at gas stations, except instead of winning…
The Wonnacotts’ January: On married life, new jobs, and wintry camping
Dear family, The question I get most often these days is, “How’s married life?” in no other format than that. It’s always the same question, posed in the same way, because I guess it’s a common enough inquiry where I live that it’s one of the standard questions right up there with, “How are you?”…