Home Schooling, Simplified

Like many people’s homes at the moment, mine now resembles a juvenile corporate office. My 6-year-old logs into Zoom for morning meetings and singalongs, my 8-year-old uses Google Docs to pitch fairy-tale adaptations to his teacher, and both use new email accounts to compare schedules with classmates and dole out emojis. When New York closed…

You Show Me Your Décor, I Show You Mine

As Americans dutifully sequestered themselves into their homes last week, enacting their own versions of Emma Donoghue’s novel “Room” (flopping down on Rug, Sofa and Bed, perhaps fighting over Vacuum and Dishes, united in dreams of Outside), they took their pleasures where they could. One popular distraction has been the window into other people’s rooms:…