Let's be honest here. You're not reading this. You're one day into the summer's first three-day weekend, and the last thing on your mind is parenting. That's why the kids are playing in a van down by the river, or whichever body of water you've taken them to this fine weekend, while you're back at the hotel-lodge-trailer-tent-wherever giving a whole new definition to the term Wi-Fi -- and it doesn't mean finding a connection to read this.
Am I bitter? Just because we couldn't manage to slip away for one day? One, lousy day? No, not at all.
So if, like me, you're stuck at home with a sick kid and waiting desperately for date night and wanting something to do, thankfully there's always the good ol' SD to keep you company. Though it sounds like a horrible, itchy disease, you know it as something else: the best in parenting writing.
This week, Kelly explores the joys of freebasing freebirthing, but I say the practice doesn't go far enough. Give me a birth without a baby, and then you'd be onto something.
Karen wonders about holding kids back, or not, from kindergarten -- and dredges up bad memories of puberty. Oh boy, been there.
Alisyn wages war, as Barbie and Diego team up to take over the house in a never-ending deluge of clutter. Thankfully, Ikea and the Sopranos come to the rescue.
Stefania totally lucks out, because authorities have proof it wasn't her kid who did this. Although I think we all feel sorry for the poor chap who did do it. Do you know how many reincarnations he's just ruined?
Rachael says modern moms have it easy -- I mean, it's not like they churn butter all day. But still, who doesn't need a little TV babysitting every now and then? If only to find the time to think up "in the mood" excuses.
My favorite post of the week? I'll give you one guess, but you and I both know you're not going to need it. That's right, "Hitting the Bottle."
See you on Tuesday!
