I know the whole “everyone deals with death in different ways” adage is true, and I trust it. I just don’t know how to deal with my daughter’s way of dealing with death. Luckily, I didn’t have to experience death in my life as a kid. As an adult, I’ve (expectedly) lost grandparents, (not expectedly) […]
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.
Surfing the ‘net in our panties: it’s how we do. Though this picture was taken 4 years ago, it could have been taken yesterday, save for the pacifiers and nakedness. Now it’s just me and Patrick who surf the ‘net in our panties. Pleasantville School [name changed to protect my kids from you weirdo stalkers] […]
It’s my firm belief that self-esteem is not inherited. I came to that conclusion last night while having dinner with my daughters and a friend. My poor daughters have me as a mother and their father as a father. (I have to clarify because, you know, these days…) The pair of us combined have about […]
There must be some kind of omen about a chicken crossing the road right in front of you. Or maybe an old wive’s tale. Or maybe this is normal when you’re not in Suburbia. Watching a chicken cross the road right in front of your car isn’t something that happens every day to a suburbanite. Or […]