Tag: Parenting is Fucking Hard

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 hooker, or what? *And yes,… Read more →

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For those of you who know me well, you know that I have had some serious misgivings about putting my kids in the local public schools. Not because I think the kids are terrible, or the teachers, or even the administration (although I do have my concerns). It is mostly because it seems like the teachers and administrators have no… Read more →

This Cracks Me Up

And it will you, too, if you have ever done a road trip with kids and had to go through a drive-through. Vanessa, at this point, you should put your fingers in your ears, start humming the Bear Went Over The Mountain, and stop reading: Yes, I let my kids have fast food. Call DFACS. Thanks, Dorothy! Read more →

Cathedral Building

Okay, I’m not religious, but I think about God, and I think about my role as a mother, and I often get fed up with the thanklessness and monotony of the job, but I think that after reading this, I am just going to concentrate on the fact that what I’m building isn’t meant to have my name on it,… Read more →

In the Principal’s Office

I registered Rollie for school yesterday. I had met his pre-K teacher at the open house in May, and I liked her very much. Yesterday, when we went in the office, there was only one other family (incidentally, a little boy who will also be in Rollie’s class). The Principal was working the office and he remembered me from the… Read more →