Give ‘em What They Want
I’m not a complete pushover when it comes to being a parent, but most of the time the girls get what they want…within reason. You want to throw your toys off the staircase? I’ll make the parachutes. But you’re working your own quads and glutes retrieving them between “launch” and ridiculously fast “land.” You want your own customized hot dog for a Memorial Day lunch? So long as they’re... Read More
Master of Illusion
It seems as though Gigi is innocently posing for a portrait in her tutu this morning. Upon closer inspection, she is doing a highly risky dance move involving a chair. I’m choosing to believe it’s origin is more Fred Astaire and less Carmen Electra. You might think that I dined al fresco at a small bistro after I got a nice solo Mommy date today to get my haircut. Really, though, it was just our living room, and there’s no way... Read More
