Travel Notes from my Son

ME: Hey Alexander. Look at this great vacation my friend is taking in Jamaica. We look together at Kris’ Instagram stream ALEXANDER: Where is that? ME: Jamaica ALEXANDER: Isn’t Jamaica dangerous? ME: Not in resorts it’s not. [I then show him the resort website] ALEXANDER: But resorts are boring. ME: You liked Costa Rica. ALEXANDER: I liked Costa Rica outside of the resort. ME: It would be the same kind of vacation. We’d have activities planned for each day. ALEXANDER: But we’d just come back to pools and restaurants and …

Solo Parenting Day 3

The house is now as dirty as my hair. I’ve sharpened my knives because Alexander requires endless amounts of fruit. He has a sweet tooth and just today ate a pint of strawberries, a pint of blueberries, half a small watermelon and then all his regular food. He just sort of sits down and inhales it all watching quizzically as I slice my hand open. I’ve decided that my cut hand is my son’s fault because I still can’t sleep. In addition to missing Mr. G I have Junior the …

Oh Your Mother Never Ripped Her Bra Off at the Dinner Table? You’re So Fancy

Jane used to love soccer. These days Jane likes soccer. I think after having experienced volleyball she’s decided that it’s a lot of fun to play a sport where people don’t knock you over, pull your hair, whisper “bitch” in your ear and slidetackle you arbitrarily. She was going to try out for the soccer team but it became clear to her that she wouldn’t get a lot of play time (she’s a Freshman and there’s only one team – it’s Varsity) if she made the team. She had convinced …

Twelve Years

We’ve waited twelve years and three months and for the first time ever we’ve looked our son in the eyes. Plural. They’re aligned. He doesn’t have double vision, a head tilt or dimming vision. Of note: I also didn’t pass out during yesterday’s surgery or recovery… which makes it a very different experience than the other three.