With small children and winter, there is no hygge. There is only survival.
Category: Diary
Diary, October 18th: So few props for parents
Take the props where we can get them.
Diary, Sept. 5th: A not so perfect day
Twas the night before kindergarten, and all through the house, was a very old sitter, who was elderly but nice.
Diary, August 18th: On being annoying
I love writing; I hate marketing. A conundrum!
Diary, July 30th: Lower your expectations
Fast times in Parenting High.
Diary, May 15: So very tired
Hello. It’s me. Dorothy. I need to write something because it’s been awhile since I’ve last written but I am SO TIRED all I want to do is go to bed. But if I put off writing because I’m tired, I’ll never write because I’m Always. Tired. We went to DC this weekend for my…
Diary, May 5th: Dad and Sam’s birthdays
May 5th was my son’s 5th birthday and what would have been my father’s 81st.
Diary, March 16th: Beginning my son’s hair journey
You have to go to a salon, duh.
Diary: The sweater watershed moment
Sometimes I wonder what it is to be a good mother. And I think, “The ability to pick things up off the floor and make food on demand.”
Diary, February 13th: Ugh. Valentine’s Day
The past two weeks when I’ve realized Valentine’s Day is coming up, I’ve thought, “Ugh. Valentine’s Day.”
Diary, Feb. 6: An old Scout
Our dog is getting old.
Diary, January 23: The March
Here is why I marched.
The Tankini Files 