I read Dooce regularly. I love her blog. I can’t always put my finger on it, but I think she has about the level of tenderness and dysfunction in her life that I can identify with. She was writing about the best relationship advice she had ever been given, and one of them JUMPED out […]

I could write about this past weekend, about Kung Fu Panda at the IMAX (an early Father’s Day present for my husband), or Harry’s red-letter day at the water park, where he would have made me ride the kiddie water slide with him 50 times back to back if I had not steered him away […]

Have you ever had one of those days where you thought your head was going to explode all over someone, and it isn’t even lunchtime yet? Oh yeah. It’s one of those.

I decided to buy my husband a Zune for his birthday. We have both been in a love affair with the Zune since I got my first one on Mother’s Day last year, enough so that he bought me my 80G Gen 2 Zune for Christmas when my 1st Generation Zune was only six months […]

My son, without prompting, used his potty for solid-waste deposition this morning. And promptly reminded me what this meant. Must go buy more chocolate. And I must remind my son to be grateful – at this point in his life, parental pride more easily earned than it will be at any point in his future. […]

My son has taken to wiping off his kisses. If I ask him for a kiss, he will obediently raise his lips and then immediately wipe the back of his hand across his mouth. Although it is completely ridiculous for this to upset me, my heart sinks just a tiny bit at this little act […]