Meet the Peas
Mama Pea
Attorney turned stay-at-home mom, she’s traded power lunches for tea parties, legal briefs for bedtime stories, and oral arguments for…well, oral arguments. She loves pop culture, worn-in yoga pants, bronzer and broccoli. She feels sleep is highly overrated. Same goes for cheeseburgers.
Pea Daddy
Attorney and the definition of “hands-on dad,” Pea Daddy has four obsessions: root beer, island-themed kitsch, baseball and his girls. Mama Pea lumps herself into the “girls” category. She’s nobody’s “woman,” but she’ll always be Pea Daddy’s girl.
Gigi
Dramatic six-year-old who was born to dance. She’ll sing an off-key Taylor Swift song with reckless abandon and unrecognizable lyrics, then unapologetically declare, “I’m so beautiful, I could cry!” Just don’t even think about trying to get her out of a skirt, dress or, more likely, tutu and into pants.
Lulu
Four-year-old cuddle buddy, alarm clock and Gigi protégé. She firmly believes that every recipe should include dill pickles, especially peanut butter sandwiches. A self-taught expert at giving the stink-eye, she reserves it for when Pea Daddy turns on baseball, Gigi sings or Mama Pea has the audacity to wash Blankie. Seriously, don’t touch Blankie.
Pea Kitty
Seven-year-old furniture destroyer and former head of household. In a previous life she was a middle-aged clerk at a high-end retail store—she has the air about her that she thinks she is better than you, yet she is the one who is hocking up overpriced clothes made in China, or a hairball, as the case may be. To this day, Mama Pea interacts with Pea Kitty (and snobby clerks) only when she has to. Pea Kitty wants her dead. Not today, cat. Not today.
