Category Archives: kid stuff

Revising Religious History and a Possible eBay Jackpot

Posted on December 17, 2007 by The Daring One

We have effectively wiped King Herod from the Daring Family annals of biblical history. I’m not losing much sleep over it. From what I hear, that guy was trouble with a capital T and that rhymes with P and that … Continue reading →

Posted in faith, holidays, kid stuff | 16 Comments

Gender Roles in the ER

Posted on December 3, 2007 by The Daring One

On Sunday Laylee was in agony-induced meltdown mode over a sore neck which got more and more stiff as the day wore on. By noon she was unable to turn her head at all and sobbing every time we moved … Continue reading →

Posted in around town, kid stuff, near-death, women | 26 Comments

Smells Like December

Posted on December 2, 2007 by The Daring One

I’m starting to sense that it may be December. This sensation is apropos and in regards to the following significant significations: 1. Magoo will not stop with the “jiggy bells.” Yep. He really calls them that. 2. When we breathe … Continue reading →

Posted in fun, fun, fun, holidays, kid stuff | 11 Comments

Setting Fire to All That’s Precious

Posted on November 15, 2007 by The Daring One

Does your kid have special things? A duck? A blanket? An infinitesimally miniscule bracelet that is of mind-boggling importance to her little preschool world? Sometimes, when you’re visiting Daddy at the maze of a complex that we call MEGACORP for … Continue reading →

Posted in aspirations, child abuse, kid stuff | 25 Comments

One Way Ticket to Muumuu-Ville

Posted on November 8, 2007 by The Daring One

I had no idea things were deteriorating this quickly. She’s always shown a preference for soft fabrics but I thought it would take her more than 4 years of life to spiral downward into a world clothed exclusively by stretch … Continue reading →

Posted in beauty, fashion, kid stuff, wardrobe malfunctions | 28 Comments

What Do You Say When You’re Mad?

Posted on November 6, 2007 by The Daring One

I’m not really sure what I say when I’m mad. I’m mad, you see, at the time. Magoo squishes his eyes really close together, squinches his brows into a tight little mountain of peach-fuzzy flesh, flattens his lips out into … Continue reading →

Posted in kid stuff | 16 Comments