The word 'turbulent' here refers to the frame of mind of the parents of tweens and not the tweens themselves. Honestly, I can even begin to take a gander at what these self-involved little hoomans are thinking, with half their brains trying to not give into the sociopathy that kids seem to have a blueprint... Continue Reading →
The Stare
I have an almost-10 year old. He's lazy like his father and me. We aren't the gung ho types who jump to it and proactively clean and get shit done. We get to it when we can't find things and usually at the last minute. Sort of defeats the purpose of being a housewife I... Continue Reading →
Redemption At Long Last…
I don't always deal well with extended weekends where my kid's a part of the equation and Red isn't around or not going to be around to be a buffer. We, TO and I, get along well for a few hours and then I feel like asking his school principal to keep the school going... Continue Reading →
Who’ll Blink First?
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 →