Remember Zipper? I know you're all dying for an update. DYING, I say, to learn about what Brigit's bum has been up to. More than you care about diabetic turmoil, am I right?Tyler: Brigit, what comes out of Zipper?Brig: P…

Conversation with Brigit, the second time she came out of her room post-bedtime:"Mommy, what does snow look like?" "It's white." "And what does milk look like?" "It's white too." "And what do toots look like?"When I stop…

Until last week I had never called poison control. Ok, that's not true - I called animal poison control once when our dog Buster drank from the toilet. The toilet that I had just that afternoon dropped one of those blue …

We've moved into yet another Brigit stage that shows just how completely different the personalities of my two kids are. The "I can do it" stage. The "let me climb into my own car seat, even if it takes 20 minutes and yo…

When I became a mother, one of my steadfast rules was that I would call a thing what it was, a spade a spade, a penis, well, a penis. So when Rory began being cognizant of his body, particularly around potty training tim…