The tribulations of the older sibling (Chapter One)
Photo credit: The beloved. In which we go to L.A. for a long weekend, and I have to pry friends and family off the lil’ brudder with a spatula and a can of DW-40.
Photo credit: The beloved. In which we go to L.A. for a long weekend, and I have to pry friends and family off the lil’ brudder with a spatula and a can of DW-40.
Original photo credit: The Windgrove Center, Tasmania, AU. In celebration of the 100th post, part eight in a ten-part series. As proof that a static state of happiness is a mirage, but then again so is a static state of misery, we oftentimes experience peaks of both in the
June first’s Blogging for LGBT Families Day, the brain child of Dana Rudolph, who publishes Mombian: Sustenance for Lesbian Moms. An exciting idea, especially for me who is: (a) still fairly recently a parent (wee bairn is clocking in at 22 mo. old later in June); (b) still fairly