I interrupt the usual Straight From the Bottle long-winded essays to share this video of Archer dead-seriously rocking out on a recent drive with my parents to the San Diego Zoo. The jerky-robot-dance at the 1:00 marker is a definite highlight. I also sneakily catch my dad rocking out in the driver’s seat. But MORE »
One of the great probably not-so-secret secrets to enjoying parenthood is to ENJOY parenthood ie: do enjoyable stuff. As much enjoyable stuff as you can possibly do. I have resigned myself to the fact that I cannot put in a decent work day or get much of anything done with my nanny temporarily out of MORE »
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I have been dragging my feet about the whole hair-cutting thing. Sure, I’ve trimmed Archer’s locks once or twice but I’ve never sat down to give him a bonafide haircut. Any new parent knows that a haircut is so much more than just a haircut. It’s this weird new world of non-babydom. Where hair MORE »
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The following conversation took place at yesterday’s Farmers Market, between two young children, kicking dirt at each other with Quesadillas in their hands: Child #1: Stop kicking dirt! You’re causing polution! Child #2: Duh! You can’t cause pollution by kicking dirt. Child #3: What’s pollution? Child #2: You don’t even know what pollution is? MORE »
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Today marked the third week of life without Lauren, which means we’re halfway through our six-week nanny hiatus. Months ago, Lauren was awarded a prestigious internship on a blockbuster film which is par for the course when your nanny is literally superwoman. I figured with the book finished I would take advantage of my stay-at-home-momness MORE »
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During my stay by the pool these last few days I’ve been able to catch up on my magazine reading. I’m a loyal reader of Vogue and Harper’s Bazaar, two magazines I hold in high esteem for their impeccable style and usually delicious editorial content. I have fallen in love with Rita Wilson based on MORE »
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Thursday night we dropped Archer off at my parent’s house and spent our first solo weekend together since the summer of ’69. Or 2004. Whatever. It had been a very looooong time since the two of us were alone on an airplane trying to figure out how the hell people manage to have sex in MORE »
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