Always my baby

“You keep calling me baby, but babies are only one. I’m five. Five year olds are awesome! Five year olds are not babies. It’s okay though. I still love you even though I’m not a baby.”

“Oops, our bad.”

Kroger, ACT, Target, Walgreens and Best Buy would like me to know that they are bummed my email is now in the hands of hackers. I expect similar ‘we actually don’t care’ emails to arrive every day this week. This weekend, Epsilon can throw a party for all those long suffering PR reps. Update: Add […]

They are not blank slates

I went to eat lunch in the elementary cafeteria and the 8-year-olds told me where to sit. “There’s always an empty seat next to the end, cause that girl doesn’t sit beside the rest of us.” The horde of girls chattered away with a predictability that made me wonder if they have the same conversations […]

Green thumbs are not hereditary

My grandparents had what they referred to as gardens and what I called a farm. They grew enough fruits and vegetables to eat fresh, then frozen for an entire year. They probably would have gotten two years of food from each harvest if they hadn’t given so much of their produce to my parents. As […]