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7 of the Most Ridiculous Things Kids Believe
Kids have amazing imaginations. They can listen to a story and ask to see the pictures, even though there are no pictures to see, because their brains are constantly working out what it is they’re seeing in the words. They’re able to imagine things like a cross...
The Truth About Twins: They’re Anything But Easy
People are fascinated by twins. When my twins were young, people would stop me in the middle of the grocery store so they could touch the faces of these boys who looked exactly alike. And now that they’re 4, not much has changed. Most of the time those people who stop...
‘Please Stop Hovering Around Me’ or What He Meant to Say
Woman: Are you guys four yet? 3-year-old: No, I'm three. Woman: Is your birthday coming up? 3-year-old: Yeah. Woman: And then you'll be, what, seven? 3-year-old: Yeah. Because we eat a lot of food. 9-year-old: I feel really angry that you guys are hovering around me...
What Happens to My Brain When My Kids are Talking
My house hears so many words. If these walls could talk, they would never, ever stop—because my kids never, ever stop, either. I’m in the word business. I write for a living. I’m used to sorting through words all day, and I’m used to hearing a running commentary in my...
How to Make a Little Girl Question Her Worth
Every month I sit with a beautiful group of ladies and discuss our book of the month and, mostly, our lives. We eat chocolate and drink a little wine and sort through all the things that have happened to us in the stretch between the last book club meeting and this...
‘I Have Swim Trunks and a Penis’ and Other 3-Year-Old Randomness
5-year-old: I can't do it! Me: 5-year-old: There. I got my shoes on. Me: All right! You can do hard things! 5-year-old: Can I build a house? No. Husband: You can sit in your seat until it's time for dinner. 3-year-old: No. Husband: Get in your seat. 3-year-old: I...
If a 3-Year-Old Were Giving a State-of-the-Union Address
Dear Mr. Speaker, Mr. Vice President, Members of Congress, my fellow Adult Americans, and, especially my two parents, sitting over there, shaking their heads: Today marks the end of the third year I’ve been alive, and let me just tell you, this year is going to be...
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