Heather told me she did everything wrong in her first years as a mom. Judge for yourself (but don’t be too judgy).
She gives in to underpants. And learns to float!
I can’t believe that in all the time I’ve been writing this blog, I have not yet introduced you to Bop-bop. Bop-bop lives in France. She is sometimes a little girl, sometimes a baby, and sometimes and woman. She is always a she, because only “she’s” live in France. She is invisible, but you must […]
Over the Christmas break, my husband and I went on a Sasha-less overnight excursion and left Sasha with my parents at their house. This is the second time we’ve done that, but Sasha was too young the first time to remember it. Word has it, she had a blast. Playing on the playground at the […]
Apologies for leaving you hanging three months—a quarter of a year!—to find out if Sasha ever got back in the tub again. It took about a third of that time to get it to happen and there have been a lot of other intense things in the meantime that have made it impossible for me […]
Just to remind ourselves that life is not ALL poop and oily hair, I wanted to take a brief moment to talk about some other things that are going on at LST headquarters. As I mentioned yesterday, I talked to a social worker about our current longest shortest time and I’ll be getting to that […]
All kinds of stinky: a new longest shortest time presents itself.
When I was twelve years old I loved being around toddlers so much that I volunteered at a local nursery school in the summer. I’d walk there every day and occasionally a neighbor’s black Scottie named Ted would follow me. I babysat those kids and countless others through high school, college, and grad school. For […]