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The Poo

Mama

April 23, 2010

My big girl wished me dead today.
I don’t think she meant it. She pulled together some phrases and snippets from the various tweener shows her babysitter exposes her to on occasion and came up with a combination that had something to do with me learning my lesson in heaven.
My crime? I turned off the TV [...]

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She Wants To Be A Writer

January 17, 2010

She let me dry her hair tonight.
Usually, we let it air-dry after her bath. By the time she gets out and gets dressed, we’re tired. Ready for the day to melt into evening. But in the mornings we all pay the price when she screams as the brush makes its halting way through her tresses.
Today [...]

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In the ER

December 4, 2009

We think he’s in cardiac arrest.
Just tell us, is he going to die today?
Yes.
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The Poo took a spill in the master bathroom tonight. She was fooling around, getting in and out of the tub to amuse her little brother. She darted into the bedroom and I shooed her back to her bath.
I heard a terrible [...]

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The Head Writer for The Simpsons Must Read My Blog

November 28, 2009
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Fiercely

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I’m tired, so tired. But she looks at me, crazy quilt pulled up to her chin.
Just one song? Stay for one song, Mama.
I see myself in the kitchen, standing at the laptop, pounding out 300 words of drivel as she twirls around me.
Read to me, Mama?
No.
Sing with me, Mama?
No.
Can we make brownies, Mama?
No.
I’m busy.
I hate [...]

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Little Drummer Boy

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Teeter-Totter

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Tuesday found me in my pajamas at noon—face unwashed, teeth unbrushed, I read an email cross-legged on my unmade bed while The Babyman pulled jewelry and discarded price tags off my bureau.
Why not try to call the guy?
I chewed a finger, looked at the laundry on the floor. The guy in question was a famous [...]

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