Walking to school: Joe: You know what (name of child bully redacted) said to me? He said he was going to beat me up. Me: Really? What did you say? Joe: I said I was …
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how to fight a Bully
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you’re not good at basketball
The other night at dinner, sucking on an apple slice, Bobbie casually tapped into my biggest insecurities, laid bare my primal squishy center self, who is approx 10-13 years old and chubby and trying to …
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the worst thing
Off to Nantucket without Morrison and the kids and I can literally feel every mile that the car, plane and ferry will take me away from them. Joe drew me each vehicle this morning, the …
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work with Mom
Joe says he wants to go to work with Mom, but he doesn’t want to be bored. I say he can play games while mom works, as long as he takes breaks and looks at …
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set life balance
Bobbie says she wants to go to work with mama, I tell her there’s no toys there, she says BYE MAMA! Joe comes to set with me and finds it full of trucks and snacks, …
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cake dusting
New tradition: make your child a birthday cake that is far too large for a single family to consume. The night of their birthday, after candles and cake, slice off giant pieces of the cake …
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no mama
Bobbie doesn’t want Mama, she wants Dad. I pick her up from school and she asks for him. I buy her a new pair of red shoes to match her brother’s, and she loves them. …
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Mother
For the first time in my twelve years of TV writing, I am RUNNING A SHOW, an adaptation of a beautiful book about female friendship and grief and gift bags and cheese. I feel at …
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barf
Nothing makes you feel more like a parent than rescuing your kid from their own barf, pulling their warm body to you as they shake, sort of confused as to why their dinner just came …
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two kids
I finish work early and rush home so I can pick Joe up and take him for ice cream, but I also haven’t seen Bobbie all day, so we all go to get ice cream, …