So interesting that some things about children are exactly what one expected, but others are a complete surprise. Take my daughter. In a physical sense, she looks exactly as I imagined our child would look—except for her startling blue eyes, the result of recessive genes, and her storm cloud of blond hair, which I would … Continue reading Fierce
Tub Turds
The other night I found myself, for the second time in a week, fishing a turd out of my twins’ bath while they looked on, helpfully directing me with points and grunts as to indicate the estimated location of the floater. Of course, it was a bubble bath, which made the activity all the more … Continue reading Tub Turds
Wild Things
I read the Maurice Sendak classic Where the Wild Things Are to my two-year-old twin boys many evenings at bedtime, though, in all honesty, it is not currently one of their top picks —they prefer Llama Llama Red Pajama, Go Dog Go, and the absurdist 13 Words, which they like mainly for the pictures of … Continue reading Wild Things
The Domestic Wilds 