It was only a matter of time.I went to pick up the Little Pirate from daycare today and her teacher said, “Can I talk to you?” She pulled me aside and said that the Pirate got in trouble today for saying a bad word.My brain reeled. All I could think was, “Fuck! The...

Perhaps because I’m a child of the 70’s, I think even though my parents were crazy, the way we were raised was best. Parents today seem generally too permissive. I don’t know a lot about it yet, but with the “Everyone’s a Winner” thing, kids are learning you can get...

There is suddenly a two year old in the house with wardrobe opinions. Strong, maniacal, meltdown-inducing wardrobe opinions. They’re not so much opinions as terrorist demands coupled with no respect for how the institution of “laundry” works. Listen up Little Pirate,...

Whoa. Over 2 months since the last post. It’s been busy over here in the Wood Paneled Station Wagon. Much to the Little Pirate’s dismay, the First Mate arrived on July 8. We made it to the hospital with just minutes to spare, the First Mate almost making her...