I think we got this at a garage sale or off craigslist. Seems harmless enough. A little inflatable blue horse that kids can sit on or something. But upon closer inspection, one will see that it was designed to encourage horsey tossed salads. And for that, oh blue horse with […]
I may have mentioned a conference I attended a while ago called BlogHer and how I stopped drinking for 2 minutes to hit the head at one point and then returned to find that the doll a mom blogger with sons had given me was stolen out from under my […]
Maddie calls her private parts her “bottom.” I’m not sure how this practice began. I certainly don’t talk to her about her female parts–that’s her mommy’s job. Like disciplining her, cooking for her, clothing her, and telling her “no.” Tonight when I got home from work and walked upstairs to […]
I’m worried my little girl wants to be stripper. Every day, I crawl across 9 miles of middle fingers and ineptitude (usually 45-60 minutes), pull into the garage, carry my laptop and “homework” upstairs, open the door, and walk in to find bare girl parts. Sometimes, they’re complemented with the […]
Tonight after bath time, I suggested that I make up a story instead of relying on the same old shit about large red dogs, princesses, queens who don’t march in Pride, or brown bears with white girl intruders. Maddie agreed. I told a story about our dog Winnie and her […]
