First tummy bug
Something different about his cry / two wide eyes in the dark / the tang of sick scratching the air
Tag: parenthood
What holds the world together?
The way their blond hair hums in the sunlight.
Shot in the face with a smiley gun
I wrote this poem about my second son when he was little and hilarious. (He's still hilarious.)
3-Day Survival Experiment
... Could your children survive alone for three days? Some intrepid friends of mine put this question to the test. They let their daughter Lucy, 9, and their so...
Understanding toast
... It's a big deal for every parent when their baby gets some squeezy hands on a piece of toast the first time. This is a poem I wrote about that moment.