We Don’t Smell Other People’s Bottoms

I overhear Rollie telling Tiller “Smell my finger.” Having been friends with more boys than girls along the way, all sorts of alarms went off in my head, backed by a “Master of Puppets” soundtrack. (‘m looking at you. You know who you are. Coming out of your girlfriend’s house, when you went in to […]

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Single Parent Saturday

Todd went to Tybee with the boys for the weekend. No comment on Mother’s Day. He’s working off the misdemeanor. Saturday, I had quite a time with the kiddos. T-ball game at 9:30 a.m. Lunch with Lisa and Dash afterwards. Went to buy a birthday gift for Rollie’s friend Emily. Left there. Came home to […]

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File Under PIFH

You know . . . Parenting is fucking hard. One of the hardest parts of parenting for me is when the kids get in trouble, and I have to revoke a privilege that was to beneficial to me. Example A: I am working on a work project AND the school newsletter today. Todd is working […]

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A Real and Present Parent

I often beat myself up as a parent. I don’t have the patience, or I raise my voice. I don’t deal with a crisis in the best manner, and I do it in front of my children. I feed them something easy instead of something healthy. I feed them fast food twice in one week. […]

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Burgeoning Pollack

Some days as a parent are so frustrating I could cry. I don’t cry. I usually just sigh, shake my head, and then have to laugh at the colossal mess. Like this one. I walk into the kitchen, where the kids are at the kitchen table having a snack of yogurt. Blue yogurt. I walk […]

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This is Nuts.

This mother had her son taken from her at Hartsfield, without her permission. By TSA agents! There is something seriously wrong in our world. Seriously wrong. How much you want to bet that those folks are never held accountable? I hope this gets picked up by the big news folks, and some heads roll. Update: […]

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Game Day, or “How I Became That Mother.”

My little man is getting so big. He learned to ride a bike without training wheels, he has loose teeth ready to fall out, and Sunday, he had his first baseball game. I have turned into a Soccer mom, chauffeuring kids to school, and bus stop, and baseball practice, soccer practice, and ballet. I have […]

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Forget About Me, God

I woke Rollie up this morning. (After Todd woke me up; I almost never hear the alarm. He usually has to nudge me awake.) Rollie is having trouble waking up in the mornings, after a summer of sleeping later and waking with the sun. It is still dark at 6:45 and he usually mumbles something […]

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Tiller’s Too Sexy for Church School

I’m not sure, but i think that a gaunt, horse-faced church lady (using that term loosely) just told me that Tiller’s skirt is too short. “You know, at elementary school, they say the acceptable length is knee-length.” She is wearing a jean skirt. She is three. What the fuck?* Does my daughter look like a […]

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