To call it a “vacation”? That’s a stretch. Maybe we should call it “total family immersion in a new setting.”
Tag: kids
I don’t take my kids to the doctor when they get sick
This essay also includes my secret shame. At least one of them.
Diary, June 6: The calm family edition
Nat and I were remarking that we’re pretty calm parents (we realized this after hanging out with some parents who particularly weren’t).
Nice things I’ve done for my baby that could also possibly kill her
The nice things I’ve done for my baby that could also possibly kill her.
Diary May 26: ‘I can’t believe she’s mine’
I guess I have a habit of not really thinking too far ahead of things. But I just couldn’t picture the human being inside me.
Diary, May 23rd: The woman who forgot her 3rd child
“WHERE IS MY BABY? WHERE IS JACKSON?!” She yelled.
That time I stabbed my shower curtain with a sword
THE ONLY LOGICAL EXPLANATION FOR A CLOSED SHOWER CURTAIN IS THAT THERE IS PROBABLY A ROBBER BEHIND IT!!!!!!!!
Leaving the house in the morning: a mother’s odyssey
Let’s just say that on Yoga Pant Saturdays, I don’t have such a hard time leaving the apartment.
What we talk about when we talk about the cost of daycare
$40,000. And my children aren’t even learning Mandarin.
