Category Archive: parent

Books. But also, spilt milk

Where to even begin? Let’s start with all the books. All of them. Because that’s what I’ve been doing since I last posted. Reading and reading and reading. In between books, somehow my… Continue reading

Walk to Me.

Down in the Way Down South, the school year is almost over. Not joking. There are like 4 school days left. FOUR. As I like to encourage books and reading and books and… Continue reading

Long weekend: All The Books Ever

A long weekend approaches and I mentally rub my hands together, laugh maniacally and then twirl my mustache. All while standing over the straights and curves of a train track, while a pile… Continue reading

Dancing with chaos: An Ode to Mom

There is always things to discuss when it’s Mother’s Day. Moms, obviously. Things that kids do that stress Moms out like a mother-fucker. Cursing. Stress. Wine (because let’s be realistic). It’s quite like… Continue reading

Ghost baby: or how I am not the Boss

I slowly and extremely carefully walked upstairs, hesitating on the landing before the last few steps. I shuddered at the thought of what I’d see there. I knew it was there. I could… Continue reading

How my life is like a sunbeam: Deliver Me Applause.

You know that applause? You can deliver it right over here. Mostly because I am still alive after an enormous parenting fail. One so huge that my husband had to actually point it… Continue reading

Pinterest: A Cautionary Tale

Pinterest is a land full of things that I mostly never make. But I like to look at. I think of it sort of like a china cabinet, full of curios. Things people… Continue reading

Wherein I fixate on something ridiculous…

Sometimes I can be an extremist. Sort of. Ok, just about the ridiculous. I’m pretty laid-back about politics, the news, excessive use of ‘adorbs’. But get me started on girl shit? Queue picture… Continue reading

Lunch box: Rookie mom version 1.0

The school year starts early down here in the American South. Really early. Mid-August. And no, I have no idea why. But it’s weird. Not as weird as it was when I moved… Continue reading

Do or do not. There is no try.

There is nothing quite as humiliating as poorly behaved children. And while we have all seen it, and probably mentally affirmed that we were superior parents and our children pure perfection, ADMIT IT!!… Continue reading

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