Earnest blogging

Don’t blame me for all this light-hearted humming I’m doing. Blame Brené Brown. It’s all her fault and she needs to come clean.

The saddest day in all of the land

Parenting wins rarely occur without an accompanying, disproportionate parenting fail.

“Elevator, Elevator, take me home”

I recently saw a tweet that said something like, “If someone is born in Vegas, do they have to stay there forever? Serious legal question.”

Newsletter: Month One Hundred and Twenty

My little frog baby turns ten.

A quick lesson in how to get your family to stop reading your website

No, you should never compare owning a pet to raising children. BUT OH THE TEMPTATION.

To juice or not to juice

A sprawling post about my diet that does not include a single reference to poop. I should be fired.

A surprise visit

This baby is better than a tumblr that’s full of nothing but pictures of kittens being cuddled by bear cubs.

Stuff I found while looking around

This week’s link roundup.

dooce juice

My being an idiot has nothing to do with deciding to do a juice cleanse and everything to do with my I.Q.

What did YOU do this weekend?

What should you do before you have kids? Travel, eat, sleep, blahblahblah MARVEL AT HOW LITTLE YOU DO LAUNDRY.