Pfffttt! Who needs a helmet or any silly pads while skateboarding? Certainly not an 11-year-old child like Sunflower! At least this seems to be the selfish and bullshit thought process of Mother of the Year candidate, Crow, who not only … Continue reading
The last weekend the kids were home, Dove’s curly hair was so overgrown and out of control that she couldn’t keep it out of her eyes, and she was struggling to brush tangles out of it. When I asked her … Continue reading
Recently, when we picked up the kids at the police station for the weekend, Sunflower arrived with an injured lip. Not a healing injury, not an old wound, but still bleeding. She strolled casually over to our car with blood … Continue reading
Most weekends the kids are home, Gary and I devote a significant amount of time to what should be basic hygiene for the kids: working knots out of hair, baths that actually involve soap, cutting ragged fingernails, swabbing unidentified substances … Continue reading
“Any fool can be a Father, but it takes a real man to be a Daddy.” ~ Philip Whitmore Sr. Uncle Fester, Crow’s arranged-marriage, mail-order groom who mysteriously has no neck or ascertainable gray matter to speak of, hasn’t been … Continue reading
This week, Crow is going all-out to outdo herself in the bad parenting department. So far, the week has already involved an emergency trip to the dentist to repair a tooth one of the kids broke while “roughhousing” (translation: the … Continue reading
When we picked up the kids this past Friday, I groaned when I saw that both Sunflower and Dove’s hair had been shoved into sloppy pigtails. Last time Crow bothered slapping Dove’s hair into a ponytail, it was because gum … Continue reading
I am endlessly trying to make sense of a world that has completely and unapologetically lost its mind.
Should go without saying...
A furball of attitude...always in my heart
Working it
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2004 Stanley Cup Champions
Gentlemanly behavior
