From the category archives:
I’m seriously considering printing out this circa 1910 anti-child labor activist leaflet to put up on my kids’ walls as a lesson for how good their life is. And while I’m thinking about it, this should be distributed to all government officials who mandate standardized testing as a measurement of knowledge gained. EVERY CHILD SHOULD [...]
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Dear The Universe, Oprah once told me that if I “put it out there to The Universe,” that I would get back what I put out. I don’t think she was talking about putting out in the literal sense of the term, so I’ll keep what’s in my pants to myself for now. I think [...]
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These kids, they want things. The want all the things to magically show up on Christmas morning, cheerily delivered by the fat man in the red suit. To add insult to my checkbook injury, Claire’s birthday is 4 days after Christmas. Have you ever tried to tell a 6-year-old-turning-7 that she’s getting an IOU instead [...]
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Happy Halloween from Mr. & Mrs. Obama and their “two brown babies.” *Imagine my embarrassment when, at nearly 3-years-old, Claire walked through the Target toy aisles announcing that she was looking for “two brown babies” to act as Malia and Sasha Obama to complement her Mrs. Obama costume.
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After I swooned over the story of love my wee 6-year-old wrote, is it bad to say I laughed at the thought that we were once in love and then disfigured one another? Once my mom and dad were in love. And when they were in love they got mared [sic]. And my sister was [...]
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