I Want to Raise Feminists, and I Want You to Raise Feminists Too
Blue is for boys, pink is for girls. Dolls and dress up are for girls; trucks, dinosaurs, and superheroes are for boys. Men work, women stay home to raise children. Men are in positions of power, and women serve in jobs beneath them. I hope you're reading this and thinking, "No, no, no!" This is 2017. This is the time of Hillary, Beyoncé, and girl power. Women can be whatever they want – they can even become the President if that's their thing. They can dominate the music ind
The Ice-Cream Can Wait
It was a long week, but doesn't every week feel like a long week? I made it to "bed-time," and I made it to Friday. After 5 days of parenting three small children pretty much on my own, nothing sounded sweeter than the respite of another set of hands. Another person to bear the weight. Another person to acknowledge the endless chatter, to answer the endless questions, to make the endless snacks, to clean the endless messes, to wipe the endless tushies. Not only did I make it
