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So when Tall was a baby, I read something somewhere that said if you are talking about your child in what could be perceived as a negative w...

So Short has a field trip to the Neat Museum in The Big City, and his teacher asked for chaperone volunteers. I jump at the chance to be aro...

I have discovered an inviting land (you have probably been there, too), and that land is called: If I Get On My Computer I Will Waste Five H...

So we’re sitting at the dinner table trying to extract information out of Tall. “Tall, tell me about your day at school,” begins The Husband...

Yesterday was a depressing day (ah, "Depression"—yet another dreaded “D” word). I met a friend for lunch, and talk turned to the v...

So I’m just leaving the library with Short, when I run into my girlfriend Gina and her toddler. We chat for a couple minutes, I’m genuinely ...

There comes a point in every relationship when your very future hinges on three little words. In our case, those words were “Fox on armoire!...