Monday, March 31, 2008
Multiple Multiples
Fans of Jon & Kate Plus 8, the TLC show about a family with twins and sextuplets, will have noticed that the couple seem to have driven a better bargain with the network this season and are now being flown around the country for ski and beach vacations. (This viewer began to cry when Jon, after serving eight breakfasts and eight lunches, actually hit the slopes and said it was the happiest moment of his life.)
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Toys in the attic
"Parents throw away their children’s toys when the kids aren’t home – the toys that parents perceive as having been outgrown. They do it secretly because they know the kids might disagree. I’ve done it, they all do it, your parents did it to you." —Michael Atkinson
Friday, March 14, 2008
The $300 Popsicle
The last time Oliver was too sick to eat--with rotovirus, for which a vaccine has now been developed--we tried giving him ginger ale, clementines, ice cream, water with a dropper. Finally, we took him to the emergency room and he perked right up when given a purple popsicle, for which we later paid $300.
Now he can self-diagnose: I'm broken. My body hurts. It's hard to cough in the night.
Now he can self-diagnose: I'm broken. My body hurts. It's hard to cough in the night.
Friday, March 7, 2008
The Dumbing Down of Dad
I'm getting better at the New York Times crossword puzzle, the ideal activity with a baby sleeping on your arm, worse at everything else. Since night-owl Alistair joined early-bird Oliver in our home, I have learned these valuable lessons.
Do not address your co-workers in the same voice you use to keep your toddler from touching the stove or shaking your infant.
Do not park in a way that assumes the driver of the adjacent car is not also a sleep-deprived zombie. I am still finding pieces of the hood for my side rear-view mirror in a garage during the day and gluing them back onto the car at night. (Gorilla Glue is much cheaper than a mechanic.)
Freeze your assets until your baby is sleeping through the night. I won't go into it here, but let's just say that much of my post-partum banking turned out to be illegal.
Do not address your co-workers in the same voice you use to keep your toddler from touching the stove or shaking your infant.
Do not park in a way that assumes the driver of the adjacent car is not also a sleep-deprived zombie. I am still finding pieces of the hood for my side rear-view mirror in a garage during the day and gluing them back onto the car at night. (Gorilla Glue is much cheaper than a mechanic.)
Freeze your assets until your baby is sleeping through the night. I won't go into it here, but let's just say that much of my post-partum banking turned out to be illegal.
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