Getting Disgusting at the Table

Frankly, one of the things I was thinking of least when considering our compatibility as co-parents, was my wife and my level of tolerance for grossness or rude behavior. Yes, there were the obvious disgusting parts: who will be changing the diapers and will they retch every time they do… Read more »

April 2010

No Breaking Over Spring Break

Spring break is a highly overrated occasion in this culture. I only know about the overindulging-slash-beach blanket bingo notion of this week off from school because my wife went to graduate school in Daytona Beach, Florida, Mecca for spring break hedonists nation-wide. Not watching television can really leave you out… Read more »

March 2010

Don’t Bait The Mama Bear

I was bonding with another mom from our younger son’s class awhile back and I confessed a guilty secret: I sometimes wish a stranger would make a rude remark about our son just so I could have the opportunity to lash out and release some of my pent up rage from all the remarks I’ve let pass… Read more »

March 2010
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