an ode to potty-training

she looks up,  alarmed and sure; “opty! opty!” she declares! we sprint quickly down the hall, removing shorts and underwares.   for 15 minutes, we sit and talk water running while we wait. we sing songs and count to ten, in hopes the urge will recreate.   “are you done?” i ask again from where ...

seeing (and being…) red

06. September 2013 funny, mommyhood, photos, randomness 0
welp, it’s happening. the 20s have been pretty exciting, i suppose.  i’ve become a college graduate (twice), entered the workforce, made life-long friends, moved out of my parents’ house, traveled in europe, gotten married, and had a baby. it’s been a good run, this decade. before bidding it a fond farewell next week, i decided ...

ad nauseam…

every parent that doesn’t want his or her child to die before the age of 3 will do this thing called “childproofing.” here’s the thing about childproofing. adults are dumb. we simply can’t think of everything a crawling baby can get into… and just when we think we have, they will teach us again that ...