Toddler Versus Solid Wood. Solid Wood Loses.

If I’m approximately four weeks away from moving overseas, why am I at Ikea?
I’ll tell you.
I’m a neglectful mommy and my child has the power to bend solid wood. You see this cutting board?

It used to lie flat against the counter until it tangled with Avery…
I left him in front of the TV for about…umm, [...]

Talk To Me, Baby

I hate Ikea.
Okay, that’s not true. I actually love Ikea. I just hating going to Ikea.
It’s always crowded and I can never find that one specific item that prompted the whole  trip in the first place. Not that there’s ever anyone to ask…
Even if I do find someone that works there, they either…
a) spend 20 [...]

Race Relations for the Sandbox Set

While playing in the at the park, a little British schoolgirl approached Mike (and Avery) with this query….
Girl: Is that (pointing to Avery) your little boy?
Mike: Yes, he’s my son.
Girl: (slowly enunciating) Why is he broooooown when you are white?
Mike: It’s because his mommy is brown*.
Older (wiser) friend of girl: That’s something you’ll learn about [...]