Robust

Robust was the word a mom (mom #2) on the two day field trip used to describe what three other girls needed to be after an incident occurred between the nine girls sharing a bunk. The incident was a result of the girls being told to create a cabin skit.  The girls quickly divided into…

Eleven

When DJ was a a year old, we joked that it was actually a celebration not of her birth, but our success as parents. We kept her alive for a year. We didn’t fuck her up as far as we could tell. And we hadn’t killed each other. Really, that is why there is a…

Puberty is Weird

DJ said that to me a few months ago. She came downstairs. I could tell from her body language that she was conflicted, unhappy, and just not sure what to do or how to react. She threw her arms me and said “Moe, puberty is weird.” Saturday, we had a real conflict as parents.  DJ…

POD – Poe’s Nuts

The other night, DJ saw this squirrel at the store – and, in her best, Veruca Salt impression said “Squirrel!”  Then begged we get it for the tree. At the checkout, the woman was talking her her.  DJ starts babbling about how the squirrel with its nut would go next to the pickle on the…

Kids and The "Extra" Security Measures

They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety. ~Benjamin Franklin I was going to stay away from this topic given many are writing about it – and I didn’t have much to add. If I was going to write about it, I was going to…

A Sunday with My Girls – In Conversations

“Look at those yellow leaves! It’s like it’s snowing!” Then DJ pauses and says, “but less gross than it would be if it were yellow snow.” Then she starts laughing and says, “Those dogs missed some trees when they were peeing on the leaves.” ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ “Stop it now, or I’ll give you a mustache with…

Bad Parents

DJ’s taekwondo school is in the whitest, safest part of Portland that you can find. And it is also in the middle of all of all of these family places – taekwondo school, dance school, a toy store, and a library. Toss in the Starbucks and yoga studio, and there are families milling around constantly….

Parenting Lessons from a Coach

The head softball coach in college was a hard-ass. She was a butch lesbian who put up with no shit from us college age women. She talked softly but carried a big stick. We were all afraid of her. And when we were being goofy about something, she would usually turn around and walk away…

Five Day Flying Solo

Yesterday afternoon, G left for his week long school trip. Every sixth grader takes the same trip their sixth grade year – and he, as middle school teacher, gets to be the teacher-in-charge.  And, if there is going to be a monsoon in Oregon, this is the week it will happen.  The week he is…

Ho’s and Condoms

“What’s a ‘ho’?” DJ had heard the word being used on TV. “It is what people may call others they think are having too much sex with too many people, with anybody” “Even hobos??” Indigo asked. “Even hobos.” “Oh.” I’m still trying to think about why or where she got hobos from all of that….