THE GENERATION OF LAZY, ENTITLED, KNOW-NOTHINGS IS BREEDING
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We Get It, You Don’t Like Kids
<rant> Listen, I get it. You don’t like kids. You don’t love them noising up your restaurants or your airplanes or your public spaces in general. You didn’t choose them, so why should they affect your life so loudly? I completely understand. The thing is, I’m...
Quarantine, for posterity
I stood at the kitchen sink sobbing at 2am. I hate going to bed with a dirty kitchen and my kid just fell asleep. Nothing was accomplished today. I folded clothes and washed dishes and kept my daughter out of my husband’s hair while he was working...
I became a mom serendipitously. It was an accident, but that’s not fair to any of us.
I don’t read self-help books. I find them pedantic and patronizing. Same goes for memoirs, generally. But the other books weren’t helping and WHATAKNOW?!?
Your Religion and My Kids
I hope that I will raise my children to know your religion. YOURS. ALL OF YOURS. I hope that I will raise them to love people and to be kind and gracious. I hope that they will forgive and ask to be forgiven. I hope that they will accept those with differences and lift those who struggle. I hope that they find faith.
Fuck Your Mommy Blog
Just kidding. I love your mommy blog, I just hate when it tricks me into thinking it cares about me when really it’s just trying to sell me something. Be authentic and stop taking advantage of your community or really, fuck your mommy blog.
Don’t Be a Plugger
Remember the Funny Pages? Or maybe a better question: Remember newspapers?! Don't answer that, for the love of god. My grandfather used to love the comic strip “Pluggers”. It is a snarky, self-deprecating peek into the life of the Plugger -- broadly-brushed as...
A Regular Day
Today was just a regular day. As far as days go, it was as good as they come. And still, it was hard. The toddler was the same toddler that I always adore. The chores were the same chores that I always abhor. The friends were attentive and the husband was lovely. And...
"Pink is only for girls, momma," my 2yo said confidently while talking about her day. My face flushed with frustration. WHO WOULD TEACH A TODDLER THAT COLOR HAS GENDER?! I quickly took a breath and assured her that she was mistaken and that all colors are for all...
You’re not boring, you’re just bored.
I'm so bored. Like existentially bored. It happens every now and then and generally doesn't have anything to do with my happiness or quality of life. In fact, come to think of it, it usually happens when everything in my life just fine, if not pretty good. Every time...
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