That was back when I was still reading parenting manuals, and before I understood that those experts knew no more than I did. Wait, what’s that noise? Is it the sound of a million authors of parenting books shrieking with anger and trying to hit me with their little expert hands? Oh parenting experts! You’re angry! You’re really, really angry! But hands are not for hitting, so find me when you calm down and then maybe we can go to the park.

That was back when I was still reading parenting manuals, and before I understood that those experts knew no more than I did. Wait, what’s that noise? Is it the sound of a million authors of parenting books shrieking with anger and trying to hit me with their little expert hands? Oh parenting experts! You’re angry! You’re really, really angry! But hands are not for hitting, so find me when you calm down and then maybe we can go to the park.
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