A Rough Patch
T and I are going through a rough patch. I’m not saying we are going to break up, but I have had moments of wishing the era of very bleak orphanages still existed. I kid, I kid…sort of. One of the...
View ArticleShopping Cart Tantrums
C was the picture of reasonableness as we walked hand in hand from the car into Wegmans. I bent down to lift him into the grocery cart and a tantrum so sudden and violent erupted that he was suddenly...
View ArticleNo Good, Very Bad Day
My hands smell faintly of shit. Let me back up a bit. T was warm when we put him to bed last night. This morning he clearly had a fever, how high I didn’t know because the damn thermometer only gave a...
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