Yes and–evidently I need more sleep.

As a child, I routinely slept in until 11:00 in the morning.  It’s not that I stayed up late, I just liked me some sleep.  When I became a parent four years ago, this thing called sleep became like a Sasquatch: elusive.  Mysterious.  Rumored.  But never...

Tandem parenting and other weekend notes

I was called a fast talking Yankee yesterday.  It was probably true. Here in the slums of Western Pennsylvania, the weather has morphed from gray skies and nonstop snow to gray skies and nonstop rain.  Statistically speaking, it’s always overcast here. ...

Rebuttal: The "Myth" of the Hot Mom

Apparently, a conversation recently took place at our gym about the so called, “Do List” and who makes/does not make the “Do List” of the college guys who currently hog the weight machines. In short, my single friend made the “Do List.” My fellow mom friend and I did...