Parents seem to be endlessly amazed by the fact there are profound differences between their children. I mean, […]
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The other day, Secondo and I were in her room, changing her clothes for the sixth or seventh […]
Before you have kids you think, “I will never be Those People.” Those People are the ones the […]
Anyone who knows me well knows how much I love to sleep. It might be in my genes. […]
One of my earliest memories of Secondo is her smashed up newborn face pressed into my breast, glug, […]
This summer Mr. Bailey and I upped our travel quotient by triple from last summer, when our big […]
When someone you love is fighting for their life, a lot of stuff goes by the wayside. A […]
All kids destroy things. I knew this when I had children because growing up my father used to […]
Typically the occasional stubborn brat-iness of my dear Zuzus create the most baneful moments of my sometimes quite […]
As a writer, I can obsess over words; their placement in a sentence, their order, how many of […]
