by Mir | May 19, 2008 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", What do I do all day?
On Saturday we got it into our heads that it would be a great idea to go pick our own strawberries at a local farm. Because that would be a great way to spend a morning! And we all love strawberries! Right? Sure! Okay, so, the first problem was that MY CHILDREN ARE...
by Mir | May 17, 2008 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
Me: Haircuts this afternoon. Him: Not for me! You’re not cutting MY hair! Me: No, not for you. You’re all wild and shaggy. Just Otto and Chickie. Her: Yeah, cuz he’s a… a… Me: Hippie. Her: Hobo! Me: No. Her: Yes! Same thing. Me: A hippie...
by Mir | May 16, 2008 | What do I do all day?, Woohoo!
I’m pretty sure that the most obnoxious thing ever said to me about my blog was not a criticism of my parenting or some sort of personal indictment (though—let’s be clear—I’ve gotten plenty of those, too), but a dismissive, “Well,...
by Mir | May 15, 2008 | Ottomatic For the People, The Year of Living Changerously
Dear Otto, Happy anniversary, darling! I know I’m a few days late. I’m sorry. This is rather representative of our entire relationship, though, that it somehow just doesn’t work out the way we thought it would, timing-wise. This is not to say that it...
by Mir | May 14, 2008 | Health is overrated, Ottomatic For the People
There’s that old saying—and it’s absolutely true, just ask anyone—about how moms don’t get sick. We’re supposed to be invincible, you know, and failing that, at least uncomplaining. We’re one step up from mail carriers;...
