Drama King

Widget1 wanted Mommy to do clean-up duty for him after doing his business on the toilet. Mommy said no, he needs to wipe his own butt. Because, you know, a 5-year-old should know how to use toilet paper, and frankly the parents are tired of looking down the business end of their children’s digestive systems.…

Whipped Cream without Nuts

“This is the whipped cream without the nuts!” Widget1 declared, staring me down over a Wendy’s frosty milkshake. Why did this matter? Jump back in time several days to a conversation at home. “I like whipped cream,” he told me, “but I don’t like the nuts in it.” But whipped cream doesn’t have nuts, I…

“ME!”

Widget2 has learned the power of “me”. I discovered this the other day when I was holding a piece of pizza and he reached toward me and said that terrible, terrible word. I instantly decoded his baby language. Translation: “I want pizza. Hand it over and nobody gets hurt.” I’m pretty sure he learned the…

Reasons My Son is Crying

A colleague directed my attention to a revolutionary blog called Reasons My Son is Crying. Such a convenient, user-friendly resource, I thought, to embarrass and humiliate my children while scoring social networking points. Then I began to reconsider. I think we have moved beyond that level as a family. A truly meaningful blog for us…