I have a tough time believing Boychild is turned 4 this week, not because it’s “gone so fast,” as Everyone and their Mama has told me, but because 4 seems like, I dunno, like he’s big now. In my head, 4 is the transition time from “toddler” to “little kid.” And we’ve had a helluva year.… Read More Happy Birthday, Boychild! (and COVID)
As I try to parse through all this (treason? stupidity?), I like to pause for a little bit of parental navel-gazing. How can I keep Boychild from becoming a white supremacist Q-Anon-believing dumb-a$$?… Read More Rules for Living
Hey! So, happy post-Thanksgiving and stuff!
I love Thanksgiving because it’s a reminder that we’re all immigrants, whether we had a choice in coming to America or not. Revelatory, I know! … Read More Thanks
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?
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
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