Attack of the Three-nager!!!!
I thought the term “threenager” was a joke or some hyperbolic catch-phrase that mom bloggers use. No, honey. Threenagers are real and they are exhausting… Read More Attack of the Three-nager!!!!
I thought the term “threenager” was a joke or some hyperbolic catch-phrase that mom bloggers use. No, honey. Threenagers are real and they are exhausting… Read More Attack of the Three-nager!!!!
A snapshot of right now: I’m here, lying on my bed, bruises under my armpits from using crutches (incorrectly?). Feet up, one in a big traction boot, listening to Britney Spears sing Toxic (song of the summer, doncha know). My son is making play-doh cats in the living room with his grandma. I’m wondering how… Read More Torn Ligaments and Anti-Depressants
Anyone who has owned a pet knows the stress of naming the animal properly. At least it stresses me out. Friends of mine have come up with a good solution to the pet-naming dilemma. They name all their dogs after family members, which I find charming and also pretty loaded. Is it awkward when their… Read More What’s in a Name?
My son thinks I pee out of my butt. I don’t. Unless you count that one time when I ate at Waffle House, but that’s disturbing and I’d like to move along. SO. Boychild is really confused about my parts, and I don’t blame him. Genitals are weird and confusing things. When I was young,… Read More Penises and . . . ?
Sorry for the delay. Hey- I love to laugh. Having a child was great for me in that I had many new things to laugh at and about. These days, I’ve had a hard time writing about funny things because the world is tumultuous and decidedly unfunny. Being sensitive to everything that’s happening- the Black… Read More Just WRITE
“Skeert” is Southern-speak for “Scared.” We’re all feelin’ pretty skeert these days. … Read More Skeert!