A Letter to my Daughter on her Third Birthday

Dear, sweet, tenacious, powerful, funny, smart, beautiful daughter, I’ve avoided writing this because I fear the myriad emotions that will accompany it. I worry that I am unable to bear the weight of… Read More →

Evidence my Toddler is Smarter than Me.

My kiddo is 2.8 years old, and the girl is fierce. I think most parents agree that any toddler can be a handful, and mine is no exception. I make jokes that she could go… Read More →

It’s Been One of Those [insert time frame] and Our Friends Kept Us Alive

I haven’t died/run away/gone blind. I’m just tired, and unmotivated, and trying to fight of The Big Dark while the real dark of winter creeps in. I’m not alone, so it seems. Lots… Read More →

On fatherhood [and motherhood]

I am the wife in the post, “On fatherhood”*. I thought that kids probably weren’t for me, since I suspected I would not fare well with snot, barf, tantrums, crying, whining, sleeplessness, financial… Read More →

Two Years and Counting

Today is my daughter’s second birthday. A milestone by any account, but especially so for a few reasons. I never thought I’d have kids. I made it through the day relatively intact. My… Read More →