Conversations with Colin: Riding a Bike
Me: “Colin, how about we go to the school parking lot this weekend and teach you how to ride a bike. You know, like how
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Me: “Colin, how about we go to the school parking lot this weekend and teach you how to ride a bike. You know, like how
During my late college years, my boyfriend’s best friend, Paul, stayed with me and my boyfriend for the weekend. Now, I was not Paul’s biggest fan. I called
Erin to Dan: “You’re the best dad ever.” Dan to Erin: “You’re the best daughter ever.” Erin to me: “You’re the best mommy ever.” Me
Me: “Colin, are you done with your bath yet?” Colin: “No. I haven’t washed my hair.” Me: “Why not? You’ve been in there long enough
I loved 4th grade, and a big part of that was because I had an amazing 4th grade teacher. She had a knack for bringing
My daughter Erin has always been a terrific sleeper. She slept long, uninterrupted stretches from a very young age. (It’s okay—you can hate me a little.)
I know that alcohol affects everyone differently, so there is no guarantee that my scale is the same as yours. But here are my 7
So I’ve been hearing a lot about wrecking balls in the news lately, and it reminded me of an image from a poem I wrote
You people don’t seem to comment on or “like” articles about sex. Or maybe you’re just not reading them—I don’t know. But other not-nearly-as-pleasant bodily
This past weekend Colin walked up to Dan and said, “A pulley is a simple machine that helps you lift heavy objects.” And then he walked
We went to a carnival this past weekend. There were lots of rides and games and food, like any good carnival. I gave my daughter,
I should start by saying that, normally, I like pooping. I think it is one of life’s underrated pleasures. It’s such sweet relief to feel
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