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“There cannot be a crisis today; my schedule is already full.” ~Henry Kissinger

Sometimes I travel with my daughter and we are on the road for many hours. It is amazing to be going 65 miles per hour and have some kid zoom past our van obviously text messaging at the same time. This has led me to the awful thought … What would happen if we got

“He braw was a bit dirty so she just has a T Shirt.” ~miscreant aide

The email sent to the superintendent of school’s office … As I did last year, I want to document a summary of the summer program that my daughter attended while it is still fresh in everyone’s mind. The nurse that was with my daughter’s group actually worked closely with my daughter and got to know

“It’s okay to eat fish because they don’t have any feelings.” ~Kurt Cobain

We see most of our doctors in a major children’s hospital in a major city. Usually the appointments are in the doctor’s clinic, a very busy time. I have no problem with that. Before seeing the doctor, our name is called and we go into some room, usually with a young non-doctor type for my

“Why can’t a woman be more like a man?” ~Henry Higgins

Just crying, out of the blue. She does not cry much, actually very little, so when she does, there is a reason. But what on earth is the reason? I wiggle her ears, it does not get worse. I touch her belly, check her limbs, move her around, nothing seems to exaggerate it, nothing seems

My pencil is yellow

Until very recently, all of the nannies (caregivers) for my children have been Russian. My daughter’s first nanny was Russian by coincidence. Then one recommends another, etc. All have also been recently "off the boat" and have had very little English. The interesting part is that they have great backgrounds. You see, they come here

Itch much?

As usual, I meet the bus at home in the afternoon. Luckily I work walking distance from the house so I can check that my daughter’s day went well, a nanny is at the house, and life is good. Today the nurse on the bus looked concerned. She has a  red area on the front

Something goes right!

We went on a field trip … a six hour drive to my parents. Me, my daughter, and in case I had to pee, a friend (kidding on the reason …). The trip there was uneventful. On the ride home, two hours left to drive, the “you have electrical problems, pal” idiot light on the