Phone rings. I don’t answer because I have one child screaming on my hip and another begging for cupcakes. Phone rings again. I don’t answer because one child is asleep and the other is occupied and I DONT CARE WHO YOU ARE because this happens for less than an hour a day. Phone rings for [...]
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Last week my son is running around my backyard naked. COMPLETELY nude-y-pants. He suddenly jumps in to our plastic red wagon and says: I want to go on a WALK. He doesn’t even know that we, as human beings, don’t do a lot of naked walks. And I wonder: When do we become conscious of [...]
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A perk of being a pediatricians wife (don’t run away yet my manly readers):
(Why yes, that is my husband, a pediatrician and father, lighting a tampon on fire
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I haven’t minded aging. My life has gotten better each year except for one thing. Well, two, which if they were one or the other, I’d still be okay with aging
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