Dear Baby Lola (hereinafter “BL“): I’m trying not to be pissed at you. You see, for the first 2 years of your life, you were dreamy. You were the sweetest of the babies. Your smile was an infection everyone wanted to catch. You were good with new acquaintances. You were […]
The only parenting activity in which I participate consistently is bath time. I put the 1, 3, and 5 year olds into the tub, wash chunks of dinner off their faces, remove the two girls, and then leave the boy by himself to do whatever it is that he insists […]
Now that Lola is sharing a room with her 5-year-old sister (at some point, I might write a birthday post about Maddie’s turning 5 on July 16…just not today) instead of living in our closet, she’s advanced remarkably in her self-confidence, assertiveness, and mobility. No longer content to squall at […]
The news of your unexpected conception produced cries of “What the hell are we going to do now?” During Star Trek a year ago, you created contractions. Despite learning you weren’t as far along as we thought, we refused to return home, and your mom and I paced the wooden […]
This evening, as I was changing young Owen’s diaper for the 1200th time or so since his arrival 2.5 years ago, I thought: You know what? I haven’t been pissed on once! I am winning! Did y’all know there’s actually a product call “Pee-pee Teepees” (trademarked, by the way) to […]
