It’s the end of the world as we know it
Sunday, January 20th, 2008It’s Gina’s last night at home before heading back to Ithaca, and I never before realized what a sentimental bunch my children are.
I just got finished listening to all of them, together at the dining room table, blowing the world up.
The sound effects were amazing.
I figured it out
Tuesday, July 24th, 2007You know, I’ve heard that men tend to prefer dogs and women prefer cats because (so ‘they’ say) men like the ability to train and control dogs — something that’s usually futile to try with cats.
(Although, there are always exceptions … like our youngest cat, Baka, who not only plays fetch but will sit on […]
Talk to me like lovers do
Wednesday, June 13th, 2007Here in the Baker household, we have normal relationships and conversations between fathers and their 12-year-old daughters …
Kimmie: Dad, how much do you have to pay for a blow job?
Dad: I don’t want to answer that question.
Kimmie: Answer the question, Dad!
Dad: I really don’t want to answer that question.
Kimmie: Answer the question, Dad, or I’m […]
I remember when I used to play …
Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007I’m an old lady who was raised by an old lady.
Sometimes, when I’m around my children, I think about her.
When I was coming up, children were seen and occasionally used for target practice, but not heard.
Adults didn’t like children who “chattered.” And, because we generally did not enjoy getting repeatedly slapped, we were quiet — […]