I freaked on Friday, told the teacher I can't handle this, told the owner of the school "we're just not ready for school, we jumped the gun
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Okay, they seem to be publishing anything I give them, which makes me think less of them. Here's a third silly article about why that ridiculous cookie diet is ridiculous.
I decided to try to write more. It's my super secret dream to one day be a novelist. I know, you read this blog and it doesn't scream "writer" at all, but I always thought I could do it
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My child is not like yours. My child does not sleep in the car. He does not like to sit quietly and play with his toys. He does not like to join us at the dinner table and finger-feed himself his finger-foods. He likes to explore. He likes to taste. He likes to run and pet the dogs and slide down the slide and feel the tree and see the birds and do
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I have swine flu. We had to cancel Keaton's small birthday party. I am so sad but aware that exposing people to the flu isn't acceptable, even in the name of birthday cake
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