I’m not there yet, but I might be ready to stop judging people who put their kids on a leash.
Just realized that in encouraging my son while he’s doing #2 on the potty, I sound exactly like my OB did when I gave birth.
Does it drive anyone else crazy to be in line and hear, “Following guest?” instead of the good old-fashioned, non-euphemistic, “Next!”?
At Carnegie Hall for Neil Gaiman and get to see magic power couple Nell Benjamin and Larry O’Keefe too!!
Two nuns on rollerblades lapped me on my first post-partum run in Central Park = holy roller awesomeness!!