To The Mom At The Park: My Son Isn’t A Bad Kid
We both watched from the sidelines as my son ran up to yours and pushed him down. One minute my little boy was running around, laughing, minding his own business and the next, he went up to your tiny tot and shoved him. Instantly, I was flooded with intense embarrassment and shock. There might’ve been…
Please, Go Ask Your Father
To My Dearest Children The apples of my eye. I love you, I do, but we need to gain some clarity on a couple of things. I must remind you, I am not your only parent. You know that person you call ‘dada’? The one you run to when mom says, “No”. Not only is he…
Ape Sh*t
Before I hear a cry, scream or even a plea to come get them out of their beds in the morning, I hear my youngest pounding his chest. The pounding is accompanied with a soft, bellowing rhythmic noise. Is he calling for me? No, of course not. He’s pretending to be a gorilla, but even…
My Toddler’s Nocturnal Nonsense
Waking up in the middle of the night used to be business as usual. Most often the cause was related to my pregnancy woes. Sometimes it would be from a noise or my husband selfishly encroaching on my side of the bed and hogging the blankets. Recently, a new culprit has emerged catching me completely…
