Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
It's not just in rehab that one prays for serenity. Or even on Seinfeld. Parents frequently pray, atheists and all, for deliverance or the ability to bear with those who we do not understand and want to spank the butts of. This conversation took place just 5 minutes ago: TO storming into my room, "HEY... Continue Reading →
Raising a child often turns into a staring contest where the winner is the one who blinks first. I rarely win. I imagine quite a few parents share my plight. Whether it's to get MLM out of the bath, get him to not whoop it up in his birthday suit when others are around or... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 