We have a lot of talks up in this house. Lately it’s felt like a lot of them have revolved around Nathaniel, eleven years old and on the cusp. Cusp of what? Oh, things I’m sure I don’t want to think about: middle school, puberty, the edge of my sanity. Lots of fun stuff! I, [...]
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Chapter 4 of the Mean Parent Handbook: How to ruin your kid’s life forever
I am just sick this morning. SICK! Not EWWW-sick like I was last week during that nasty bout of stomach flu, but absolutely 100% heartsick this morning. Why, you might ask yourself. Because I had to be a freaking parent this morning! And it sucks. And I hate it. And I resent my kid right [...]
I can’t even begin to lie about it
Yes, there are pictures. Even if I wanted to pretend I didn’t dress up like a 27th century bar wench and parade around downtown Tampa with my bosoms hanging out…I couldn’t. Not only are there way too many pictures out there, some even stupidly self-posted…because these other so called friends photographers are all too willing [...]
On with the raping and pillaging!
Nathaniel turned eleven yesterday. We did the birthday celebration with friends and food and cake and ice cream and singing and WHEEEE! and lots of conversations revolving around the words “shoot”, “stab” and “fart”. Good times! …and yet. The fact that my firstborn turned eleven wasn’t the biggest jab in the force field that keeps [...]
La La La, I can’t hear you!
Nathaniel – How did you sleep last night? Me – Oh, pretty ok, except I got sick in the middle of the night (tremendously random 6 hour flu type sick) and then there was a really freaky dream…but other than that it was ok. Nathaniel – What kind of dream? Me – Oh, something funny, [...]
