Category Archives: five years old

It’s as if leaving the Pottery Barn Kids Halloween catalog under her pillow had no effect whatsoever.

As a parent, it is gratifying to see your child march to the beat of her own drum. Oh, super. I have to pause this post already because, for the first time in my increasingly longer life, it just hit me what a wildly asinine saying that is. No one wants a kid who marches…

I find that adding graffiti to Gumdrop Pass helps a bit. A comeuppance, if you will.

candy land family board games

When you are the proud owner of an only child, you also find yourself the proud owner of many board games. Granted, this is mostly because playing a board game is infinitely preferable to that “imaginative play” child psychologists are always crowing about, right before they go home to their child-free houses that practically echo…

I notice that no one ever mentioned the getting-older thing in childbirth class.

short end of stick figure

Recently, I feel like Aura has been left holding the short end of the stick. To be sure, I really don’t know what the short end of a stick entails besides being short, but in this case I think it might involve less playing with your mother and possibly a dab of boredom. There have…