Author Archives: Caitlin Tollefson Brown

Scrolling through Facebook this morning I saw, thanks to that tenuous way we all are now “connected” to people from our past, that my parents’ best friends from when I was growing up, the Kellys, are selling their house.  There … Continue reading →

Being married … is hard! We went to a wedding a couple of weeks ago.  It was funny to be the tween-er at the wedding, not quite as old as the parents of the happy couple but surely not as … Continue reading →

can you come to austin? i need my mom and some support right now. I’ve been super anxious all day and i need my mom It’s 7:12 pm on a Tuesday.  It has been exactly 4 weeks since I left … Continue reading →

“Bye mum, love you,” Daughter 2.0 calls from the front door as she leaves the house in the morning. “Give me a kiss,” I call back.  I’m upstairs in the kitchen. “Can’t, I’m late,” she yells.  Bam goes the front … Continue reading →

What do you do? Nothing… As little as possible … I haven’t worked for pay in 19 years … That’s a rude question … I’m on maternity leave … Circle driver … Happiness engineer … I’m a writer (ha!) … … Continue reading →

“We are never doing this again!  Ever!”  My Husband is standing in the middle of the picnic tables, arms crossed, shaking his head.  I have just emerged from the port-o-potty, thick yellow gloves on, Lysol in hand. You see, I … Continue reading →

  I started this year on a beach in Maui where I watched a man die.  I’ve never seen someone die.  It was early in the morning and the beach was mostly empty save for the hotel staff setting up … Continue reading →

In honor of Throw-Back-Thursday … It’s Sunday dinner at Baddi and Graggy’s, my Mother’s parents.  (We call them Baddi and Graggy, not Grandma and Grandpa, or Nana and Papa, or any of the other countless variations that kids call their … Continue reading →

It’s that time of year again, thin envelope, thick packet time (or not even anymore, now it’s website checking, system crashing time).  The time of year when countless children, from preschool to high school, and their doting, anxious parents await … Continue reading →

It was my birthday last week which means it was Daughter 2.0’s birthday as well. Her sweet sixteenth. On the very same day as mine. Daughter 2.0 arrived on my 30th birthday (I’ll let you do the simple math) ass … Continue reading →