Life in the Food Web

It’s good to have read this article in the New York Times on those days when you want to crate your toddler, or dose your infant with Diphenhydramine, put duct tape over both their mouths, or throw them out of a moving vehicle. I mean, yeah, i think about it, but i would never: Feed one while watching the other… Read more →

I’ve Been Classified and Tagged

So, my parenting breed has been studied, classsified, and tagged. Seems that Todd and I are Grups. The linked article by Adam Sternbergh has been floating around on the internet for a few weeks now. (Okay, a month. Can we say “Slacker parenting?”) Todd first sent it to me weeks ago, and upon reading it, my first reaction was protestation.… Read more →

Five Year Pie

I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and longSmiling and waving and looking so fine, don’t thinkYou knew you were in this songAnd it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actorAnd I thought of ma and I wanted to get back thereYour face, your race, the way that you talkI… Read more →

Eggcellent Eggstravaganza

Todd, Rollie, Tiller, and I spent the weekend with my parents at the Lake. We drove down on Friday, put the kids down (Rollie didn’t stay down, and was, accordingly, rewarded with ice cream by the grandparents), and my parents stayed with them while Todd and I went into town for dinner. We tried to get dinner at The Brick… Read more →

Mama’s Little Dawg

For those of you not up on your SEC football, this will make no sense. For the rest of you, read on. Last night at dinner, Todd prompts Rollie with a “Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrr Ea. . .” Rollie interrupts with: “SIC’EM!!WOOFWOOFWOOF!” There is nothing more rewarding than seeing the fruits of the labor of good raisin’ . . . . Read more →