I’ve often pictured Dave and I off in some retirement home somewhere, producing Sticky with the other gray hairs, still making theater on a shoe-string, laughing that the kid has gone and put us in a home. If the kid doesn’t put us in a home, I see us as these old head ghosts of […]Read More Sticky v Parenthood, or The Artist Mom Thing Gets Serious
Parenting is not like riding a bike. It’s not one of those things that you can not do for a long time and then jump right back in and do it as though no time has passed. Recently I had a week where I was 100% over committed, and my son C was the thing […]Read More Parenting is not like riding a bike.