Sarah Barnes, Austin Writer & Speaker
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  This past weekend, I witnessed a small miracle at our birthday slumber party: all three fifth grade girls were in bed before midnight. This is an outrage. And where are the sleeping bags? These girls opted for real beds. They're different, far smarter than their 1970s counterparts. They'd...

[caption id="attachment_594" align="alignright" width="124" caption="Angie and mother, Sherry, take the bike out for its first spin"]I [/caption] And so normally I would never get involved with a charity I had written about in a newspaper, but, what the hell. The minute I looked at a teary-eyed...

Wheeeeee. Here we go. What the hell was I thinking letting Meredith go to the playground at Amy's Ice Creams? Oh, right. Her 10-year-old sister was already on the spinner, so I had to let Meredith go too. My daughter is 14 and has a brain anomaly...

[caption id="attachment_335" align="alignright" width="124" caption="Tricks or treats? My daughters share a moment"][/caption] Boo! So I survived another Halloween, the only candy-infused holiday that condones running down the middle of the street with a grape sucker in your mouth. My daughters, 10 and 14, were happy with their...

I could have died in Shoal Creek. Have you looked at it lately? Its rocky trail snakes through Austin completely devoid of water. Another casualty of the drought, it looks like an engineering project that is unfinished. When I look at the dry bed, I see...

  I’m too polite. Everyone tells me this. Sometimes I wish I could change what I said when I’m fielding questions from virtual strangers about my daughter Meredith, who has intellectual disabilities. So, to all the people out there who have pushed my button, this one’s...