Okay, so I think I hate my IUD. I realize this is contrary, perhaps to my earlier posts about loving how easy …. loving that I have no period… loving that I don’t have to take a pill… etc, etc, etc.. Yeah, no. Here’s why I changed my mind: This week marks MORE »
Archer didn’t walk until he was seventeen-months old. At the time, it seemed serious. Worrisome. All the other kids we met on play-dates and park slides were walking much earlier. “My son walked at ten-months.” “Mine at twelve.” “Mine was late and didn’t walk until he was thirteen.” I have a MORE »
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Ten years ago, I was celebrating The Millennium with my boyfriend-at-the-time, high on drugs at a warehouse rave in St. Louis, via his hometown of Springfield Missouri. I was eighteen years-old, freshly on my own, totally in love and out of my mind. The following four New Year Eve’s went somewhat similarly. Drunk, high, tripping MORE »
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Now that we’ve fully embraced Christmas as a family, I thought it only fitting that I get a cute photo of my kids in Santa’s lap Archer and Fable meet with Santa, so last night we just did that. We journeyed to our favorite Encinitas haunt with my parents and sibings, roasted some ‘mellows, sipped MORE »
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So after all the hair drama, Archer decided, over the weekend, that he was quite over not being able to see. “Are you ready for a haircut?” I said.”You’ll be able to see, again. Might be kind of nice, don’t you think?” “Oooooookaaaaaay,” Archer took me by the hand and happily walked MORE »
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When Hal and I first got together/pregnant/married (because it all happened, pretty much on the same day) we discussed whether or not we would raise our unborn baby Jewish. To Hal it was important we subscribe solely to Jewish tradition, dropping all the Hallmark mass-marketed Christmas crap, which I was cool with because YEAH! Screw MORE »
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This week Fable started standing. Without assistance, or holding onto a hand or a railing. All of a sudden, in the middle of my parent’s tile floor she stood up on two feet. And then she did it again. And again. And again. Over and over as my family cheered and rooted her on and MORE »
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1. “He needs a haircut.” “I know.” “So why don’t you cut his hair?” “Because he doesn’t want a haircut.” “But you’re his parent. You’re supposed to make the rules.” “I do make the rules but he doesn’t want a haircut. What am I going to do, hold him down MORE »
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Everyone I know is pregnant. It’s kind of like how three years ago, everyone I know got married. Within a six week window. And it was like “COME ON! I am SO NOT going to wear this brown floor-length satin halter dress again. Or the “Lavender Mid-length.” Or the “Salmon Strapless” Ugh! Bridesmaid dresses! MORE »
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I’ve been heavy on the Halloween posts these last few days but I couldn’t let Halloween come and go without discussing the dos and don’ts of adult Halloween costumes and what to do when your kids are like, “WTF? Who are you and what have you done with my parents YOU CRAZY CRAZIES AHHH!” MORE »
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