To the woman in the line next to me at IKEA Sunday night:

You saw me with my Girl in the double stroller, & my rambunctious Boy, who was standing on the trolley being attended by my husband. The Boy was playing with a $2 fake flower, and I repeatedly asked him to stop bending it. I was clearly frustrated, but too wrung out to deal with the…

Maybe He’s Allergic to Sleep?

“Am I sleeping? Have I slept at all?” ― Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club This was how yesterday began. Having only gone to sleep around 2am, I wake up barely after five as Summer Boy climbs into bed with me. And, although I’m honestly still asleep, I can tell by how alert he is that he’s been…