The tactical advantage of paratroopers is that they can literally drop into the battlefield, thereby allowing their unit to take up positions in areas not accessible by land.
Sounds pretty fitting for the type of guy who figured out how to climb before he could crawl. Continue reading
Warning: This post may contain a dose of TMI for the feint of heart. I had tiny twins. I have no modesty left. Read at your own risk.
I had a doctor’s appointment last week. I was drug seeking. The time had come to seek birth control. Continue reading
I remember being 5; I was in kindergarten. We were sitting on the rug (I sat next to Greg Thurner. I’m pretty sure I loved him.) The VCR was wheeled into the classroom. A national tragedy was occurring. The space shuttle Challenger had exploded. Continue reading
It started out with the belief that silence was scary. This was before my sons could talk.
Inevitably, the room falls silent as the clattering of toys and chattering of toddlers ceases. The hush of doom blankets the room in a thick embrace – just long enough for a parent to run screeching toward the room containing a ticking time bomb. Suddenly a large CRASH/BANG breaks the silent tension. Followed quickly by a combination of maniacal laughter and banshee screams.
It never ends well. Continue reading
‘Tis the season.
Muppets: 2-year-old class. 2012-2013 school year.
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I stayed up. This is how dedicated I was. My boys were asleep and I was CHOOSING to stay awake.
12:01 a.m.: Apple Store. <click> Continue reading
Destroy was busy narrating the scenic drive and telling us about his day as we completed the short drive home from school. Weeknights are always a bit frenzied round these parts – get kids, get home, get dinner – as we race the clock to beat a hungry muppet meltdown.
“Do you want spaghetti for dinner?” I interrupted the little narrator?
“No,” he replied matter-of-factly. “No getty.” Continue reading
*This post originally appeared on AlliOSNews.
Silicon Valley is abuzz with excitement. Today is the big day. It’s almost here.
Toddler Stream of Conscious
Stream of consciousness refers to the uninhibited flow of sense‐perceptions, thoughts, feelings, and memories within our minds. We all have an internal monologue that guides us through our days. (Mine is the narrator of a novel just begging to be written. Are you surprised?)
Toddlers allegedly have one as well. I’ve often wondered what it is they’re thinking – given the hamster wheel in their head has the attention span of an ADD goldfish. Continue reading →
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