Babysat the spoils of my husband’s youthful good looks while kiddo took one more ride (honestly there were seven “one more rides…”) The Guess My Age game is just great for his ego.
I am ducking exhausted and WOW did we blow through the family fun 💰.
Because I cannot stand to be indoors with my thoughts, kiddo and I went outside to deep clean the budgie palace. We took the hose to everything. Even the mist setting on the #birbs themselves. They loved it.
I am just so fucking scared that all the worst things will come to be. If someone could please coach me through how to parent in the fall of democracy, that’d just be great.
The last 7 yrs or so has been a wild fucking ride and I have done my best. But is it any wonder my child and so many others are riddled with anxiety? We’re hanging on by our fingernails half the time. Gnawing them off the rest of it.
I’m not trying to brag, but I attended a really haute fashion show today after work. They gave me mashed potatoes and buttered crackers at the door and lavished me with blingy swag 💍. I was the holder of the most exclusive ticket in town 🎟️ or the only ticket, come to think of it. The models were only like 50% plastic. A bit of fiber filler and synthetic hair. The looks were innovative for sure. (I’ve been assured it’s a skin matching shirt.)
What a way to end our camp week. My brother went out and got life jackets for the 4 kids and my (still new) sister-in-law took my kiddo out on the paddle board while brother kayaked with the other three older ones. Dad and I boiled on the dock, snapping pictures. I watched my little love go from nervous and anxious to brave and enthusiastic. She did not get in the water but she stood up on the board, she took a turn paddling and splashed her feet in the water. In an hour she turned fearless. 🥹
Adventures in #parenting. Migraine & chronic pain warrior. Lover of #birbs. Aghast onlooker of the daily global horror show. #Feminist. Occasional #politics.