Bad Boys

Every year when I was growing up,  my sister and I would carve pumpkins —  standard run of the mill jack-o-lanterns with triangles for eyes and jaggedly crooked mouths — haphazardly hacked with our father’s giant butcher’s knife. They were nothing like the intricate designs you can achieve now-a-days with a simple kit but since we didn’t know better we thought they were works of art and proudly displayed them on our

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A Ro In the Hay

We went pumpkin picking on Sunday with a few of our friends and the seven children we’ve cumulatively amassed over the past few years. Before this baby boom began, I was the only one with a kid and most of our time spent with this particular group of friends involved beer pong and dinners where we served wine instead of, not in addition to, chocolate milk. Now parties end at a considerably earlier

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Saturday Stuff (Edition 6)

Stuff to Read: Poor guy’s Been Using the Toilet Wrong His Whole Life That One Time At Walmart A List of Things That Scare Middle Class White Women With Little Threat of Ebola More Than Ebola You Think You Know What Teachers Do (Spoiler Alert: You’re Wrong)   Stuff to Watch: Let Her Poop If I was going to make a parody of “Let It Go”, this is basically what

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She's Lost Her Apples

A Comic Strip

Ant Party

The ‘She’s Lost Her Apples’© comic strip is copyrighted by thatsmyapple.com 2014. All rights reserved. Please feel free to share content but it is not to be…

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Diary

The day-to-day memories I don't want to forget.

A Ro In the Hay

We went pumpkin picking on Sunday with a few of our friends and the seven children we've cumulatively amassed over the past few years. Before this baby…

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“Hairdresser”

This is my friend, Kim: We met a few years ago at work and I fell so deeply in love with her that I stalked…

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Pockets

One morning a few weeks ago everybody was getting dressed and ready for the day when Jim whispered "Look!" and pointed at Ro, who was…

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Essays

The Not Very Scary Mommy

I came home the other day and within thirty minutes had made two of my sons cry. It wasn’t that I was trying to make…

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A Letter to Bear, Who is Now Four

Dear Bear, Who is Now Four, This letter is almost a week late. Sorry pal, you're the middle child, might as well get used to…

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Things I Will Not Judge Another Mother On

Whether you breastfeed your six-year-old Or never breastfed at all because formula just seems less gross than attaching a minature person to your boob What…

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