Dear World, Do me a favor, will you? Don’t sell my sons short. Let me ‘splain. No, no time to ‘splain, let me sum up…. You, world, you sell them short each time you assume they’re going to act like Neanderthals simply because they are in possession of testicles and a willy. You do it…
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Tales From the ‘Hood
It’s always a good thing when you can look in the rearview mirror….and laugh at yourself. Yesterday, I met up with a group of women (and one man–you held your own, lone man–you should know that we kept the labor and episiotomy stories on the back burner for your sake–) to pass one of the…
An Open Letter to Mothers of Girls
Dear Moms of Girls, I always figured I would have daughters. I won’t go so far as to say I envisioned myself holding bundles of pink and sparkle, but in the back of my head I looked forward to raising kick-ass girls who would rock and roll; girls who would build on the momentum of…
What It Feels Like For a Girl
If you’re a parent, if you have a daughter, go and look at her right now. Go on, I’ll wait. Maybe she is asleep, curled softly against your chest, a little bundle of pink and spice and everything nice. Maybe she’s digging in a sandbox or playing soccer, spinning in a tutu or blowing a trombone….
Wine and Cheese (Doodles) 