I’m just going to say it. Friday night I did shots of tequila and spent most of the next day’s valuable babysitter time lying motionless in bed. I had to skip my planned yoga date with Kay because a) it would have been bad form to puke in yoga class and b) Kay did tequila [...]
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On one of the 40,000 trips to Guatemala City that I took while waiting for an underpaid clerk to sign a piece of paper saying I could bring my daughter home, I popped into a pharmacy to buy some formula. On the way out, I spotted a curly-furred brown Teddy Bear with a plaid ribbon [...] This morning at 6:54, the Tyrant marched into our bedroom and said, “Dad, take me potty.” So Husband took her potty. Then she crawled into bed with us and made me scratch her back. After the back-scratching I got her a sippy cup with milk, took out the dog, made the coffee, took the Tyrant poopie, [...] |
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