You Be You
My friend Darlena over at Parentwin posted this today. It’s basically a response and a plea to a great post by Hands Free Mama about how she learned to stop worrying and love the bomb time she spends...
View ArticleI’m A Jerk On Facebook
Fucking Facebook. I’m going to blame you, Facebook. It’s probably not fair, but I’m going to blame you. I’m going to blame you for taking reasoned discussion and turning it into heated anger. I’ve seen...
View ArticleAn Anti-Vax Comment Refuted
I keep my comments moderated. I don’t have interest in “teaching the controversy,” or giving platform to people who want to disseminate information that I disagree with vehemently. It means that people...
View ArticleIt Started Simply
It started with a runny nose. The beginning of the school year usually means the start of the immune year, too. Especially in these first few years of school. So I wasn’t surprised to see a runny nose...
View ArticleParents Aren’t Causing Autism. Quit It.
You want a rant? I’ve got one. This was shared on my feed and I pretty much had my brain spasm all over the place. Here’s what I said, try to ignore the twitching anger: I can’t with this. I mean, I...
View ArticleYou Aren’t Doing It Wrong
I’m tired of all of these mommy blogger posts about how I’m doing it wrong. Or how you’re doing it wrong. Or, really, when it comes down to it, how the blogger seems smugly sure they are doing it...
View ArticleGoldieBlox Vs. What, Exactly?
GoldieBlox and the Beastie Boys. What a freaking mess. Right in the heart of the intersectionality between feminism and parenting. Add in copyright legalities. Add in free speech. Add in artistic...
View Article7 Things About Pictures of Kids Online
I have a lot of friends who are photographers. I don’t mean the kind of people who take a bunch of pictures. I mean, honest to goodness, saved up bunches of money for the good equipment, spend lots of...
View ArticleThe Herd of Gazelles at the Bus Stop
Pi and Phi are 5 now. They attend Kindergarten (two different classes so they can both shine their stars individually as bright as possible). They both insisted that they are old enough to ride the bus...
View ArticleThe Lines In Her Mind
Her hands are tiny birds that fly from here to there. The nimble fingers are bird wings that fly her to this wall, then to that one, over her shoulder to the counter next. “She’s always dancing,” we...
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