Daddy Coping in Style

First of all, if there was any question in your minds, let me shuffle-ball-change out of the closet loud and proud: I’m a food snob. I wholeheartedly embrace Michael Pollan’s “Eat food. Not too much. Mostly vegetables.”
When I was the perfect parent (meaning: before kids), I knew fast food would never touch the lips of my precious snowflakes....

It’s not very often you (well, I) say, “My greatest fears have come to pass.”
But now, I’m scared.
My oldest son (he of the self-proclaimed Disney Princess “excession”) got unexpectedly melancholy, this afternoon, sat on my lap and (unprompted) said, “Some kids at my school say pink is a girl’s color.”...

Excellent wisdom.
Wicked Cozy Authors
by Julie, wanting to wear sandals in Somerville (but wearing boots instead)

At a recent family get-together, I was lucky to have a conversation with a distant in-law who’s a 27-year Marine Corps Sargeant. Several times he’s been considered for a generalship.
I so looked forward to chatting with a Sargent. That’d be a first, for me....