Category: Baby Girl

Boomerangs

After hyperventilating at the apocalyptic mess in girlchild’s room, the floor laden with crafts half- done and clothes half- worn we together resolved on a plan for a tidier space. Our reconnaissance mission to a store called Boomerangs for the elusive desk with drawers. We purchased a solid oak grand dame of drawers, loaded with […]

Why no one tells you how to be a woman

You hear this refrain often. You hear it in fond toasts by groomsmen. You read it in Father’s Day greeting cards with pictures of old timey vehicles on the front, the hood popped open. “You showed me how to be a man,” they say, and these tributes are usually followed by specifics. You showed me […]

Six Years a Southerner

“Looks like Michelangelo is getting a bath,” said the dad, bending over the grate where his offspring had wedged an action figure into a ground sewage stream. “Do y’all understand how this happened?” One of the funniest scenes during our time in the South played out within the first month of our arrival, some six […]