Last night, a few minutes after bedtime, comes this gem: “He threw a hot dog in my room!” Followed quickly by: “No, I didn’t! I was in my bed the whole time.” The offended child continued to insist that her brother had indeed thrown a hot dog into her room. So I finally get off […]
This morning, during my run, (and I’m not making this up), I saw Barbie. She was tall, skinny, had long blonde hair (in a ponytail), tan, big boobs, pearly white teeth and a huge smile when she said “good morning” as she ran past. Meanwhile, on her blog: During my run this morning – and […]
We’re at the grocery store, and my daughter is talking on her “cell phone” (which is pink and sounds like barbie) ‘Well, I just can’t handle it right now. Know what I mean? Yeah, dad needs me to get some peaches.’ She’s four, folks.