Everybody Calm Down Until We Are Dead

Me: Everybody calm down. There will be plenty of time to play with the cat toy. We own it.

My 4-year-old: We own it until we’re dead.

My 6-year-old: Don’t worry. The cats will die before we do.

I should just move us into the Addams Family house and be done with it.

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Alex Iwashyna

Alex Iwashyna went from a B.A. in philosophy to an M.D. to a SAHM, poet and writer by 30. She spends most of her writing time on, a humor blog (except when it's serious) about her husband fighting zombies, awkward attempts at friendship, and dancing like everyone is watching. She also has a soft spot for culture, politics, and rude Southern people who offend her Yankee sensibilities. She parents 2 elementary-aged children, 1 foster baby, 3 cats, and 1 puppy, who are all Southern but not rude. Yet.

2 thoughts to “Everybody Calm Down Until We Are Dead”

  1. My kid made this game that he plays when we walk home from school and it’s called Zombies.
    He finds a massive stick and pretends to bash make believe zombies in the face.
    It’s kind of amusing.
    Can I live in the west wing?

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