Yes, I will let my toddler watch Daniel Tiger on Saturday morning. Because I’m exhausted and she’ll cry if I don’t and she might let me have a second of peace.
How we got here, to this financial state—as people with college degrees and a nice house—doesn’t really matter. But we are broke. Stone cold broke.
Oh, what a stupid, snobby bitch I was before kids will all my holier than thou “my kids will never” talk. Now I know. And I’m sorry for everything I said.
By Jaycee Kemp of Running Through Water One night as I was plugging in my son’s iPad, I noticed he got a text. Many parents lose sleep over whether or not to invade their preadolescent’s privacy by looking at personal messages, but not me. My child at 11 years old is completely illiterate and he […]
Getting older is fun. What’s the best part? Giant veins in my legs? Rogue mole hairs? Flipper feet? Hard to choose…
If you’ve ever wondered what those decals on car windows really mean, we’ve decoded them for you. Like, “Salt Life” means “Went to the ocean once.”
If you feel like you need to pretend that everything is perfect in your life, I get it. But imagine how amazing it would be if we all told the truth?
Working from home sounds great — no commute and no cubicle? Sign me up! But there are drawbacks too, like being the default on household chores.