My big boy comes rushing in clutching his cheek and wailing. I know what has happened before he even takes his hand away, the toddler has bitten him. There are deep purple marks where his sharp little teeth have punctured the flesh on his brother’s cheek, and no amount of ice is going to hide […]
We’re All Just Making It Up As We Go
“You’ve got four kids” she said… “you must know how to handle all this…” She waved her hands vaguely in the air, indicating the crying child clinging to her leg, the bags under her eyes, and the squished banana down her shirt, but somehow meaning so much more. A more that I know very well. […]