Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader?
With a couple of modifications, Erin’s 5th-grade science project was approved. After so much turmoil and distress, it was very welcome news. If you missed
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With a couple of modifications, Erin’s 5th-grade science project was approved. After so much turmoil and distress, it was very welcome news. If you missed
The Grandmas are always asking for the kids’ Christmas Wish Lists way too fucking early—like in September. I just shake my head, give them some
Oh, my yoga pants, ‘Tis your season of greatness! Please pass the egg nog.
I was at school drop-off last week. (The kids still want me to walk in with them, and I’m going to soak that up as
It’s that time of year again: time to pick the annual science project for grade school. You know, the science project that your child is
Yesterday, I was at my happy place (Target) enjoying the many delights that The Store has to offer. I turned the corner to peruse the
I have anosmia. What? You’ve never heard of it? Read about it here. On second thought, don’t do that. If you’re like me, you’ll get
It’s been a rough month out there in the neighborhood. I don’t know if it’s the economy or gearing up for the holidays or what.
At the dinner table last week: Colin: “Mom, we have a lot in common.” I look wide-eyed at my husband Dan. He shrugs. Where is
I don’t mean to brag, but Colin is a fucking genius. Colin: “Mom, I know what you like.” Me (a little nervous about where this
Me: “I had a really bizarre dream last night.” Mr. Foxy (only half paying attention because—let’s face it—I have a lot of bizarre dreams): “Yeah? What
After I posted my bad poem from college, my friend Jonathan texted me to tell me that poem hit an all-time low of horribleness. I
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