Is it weird that I’m secretly proud of the dedication and passion with which my son throws his tantrums? I mean, he’ll figure out that they get him nowhere, but there’s a part of me that roots for him. “That’s right son! Stick to your guns! Try out all the primal screams!” Part of me just wants to sit back and watch the show. *Sigh* That was entertaining. Now for the follow-through.
An American humorist, writer and author. When boiling down the chicken soup of life, she finds those golden, fried nuggets of truth & writes them long after the kids go to bed.
