Taxidermied Gophers
Does anyone else do this kind of stuff with their daughter?
Does anyone else do this kind of stuff with their daughter?
“BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAAAAA!“ Rissa was laughing… maniacally… behind my back. We were waiting for our luggage to be pulled from the storage room so that we could all pile into the van and head back home from our girls’ dance weekend in Toronto. “What are you doing?” “I just totally licked your elbow and you didn’t notice!”…
No time to post this yesterday – better late than never… Couldn’t find a pic of Alfred E. Newman in drag as an over-protective mother So today is the first day of Rissa’s aerial arts circus camp. At the end of her day, she will be catching a bus, riding to the subway, then taking…
David recently treated me to a romantic weekend away in the big city. He planned it all. We stayed in a hotel. We had fancy dinners. He even packed for me. He organized (ahem) activities. And by activities I mean… SEX… and lots of it, without your child’s ears in close proximity. In fact, having…
There he is, seated on the love-seat next to the kitchen. In his striped onesie. Trying to blow his nose. “Morning love,” I say. “Borning,” he manages. He is adorable. “You hungry?” “Yeb, pleebe.” “How about some eggs?” He nods sadly. “Pleebe.” Poor guy looks so exhausted. I know that he didn’t sleep well last…
Says Rissa. This morning, Rissa experiences our friend Leslie’s homemade jam for the first time. She has two pieces of toast – each sporting Leslie’s gourmet jam. Strawberry balsamic on one, peach bourbon vanilla bean on the other. She sits for a moment in front of her plate of toast. “I am about to have…
Oh yeah, I’m on the cutting edge… On my way home yesterday, it became apparent that I could never be one of those kids who wears his pants half-way down his ass. As I was cutting through the Via Rail parking lot, I could feel the waistband of my tights begin to give. I’ve had…