Good times, good times.
Da Momma
In September, 2002 I became a mother. It must have been the drugs, because I forgot myself and three years later did it all again. Follow along as I illustrate time and again that motherhood is not for wimps.-
Da Book
Cast of Characters
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"What do you mean everybody knows about Roo? -- All of you??" Karenna: Renna-Roo. Karoodle-do, The Roodle, Everybody knows about Roo. Future member of the Bush cabinet. Scissors-throwing ninja. Healthy-- and repetitive -- self-esteem. Not a fan of organza. -
Da Posse: Three friends, four years, seven kids. You can't make that kind of stuff up. The one on the left is Tania. I think she figures if she sticks around, she might get a free toaster. Hmmm. Toast. -
Da Momma: Elizabeth, an Op-Ed columnist. Formerly a latte-slinging, cell phone-talking Washington political junkie. Now a slightly disorganized, laundry-hating, multi-tasker with an irrational passion for flinging things on the floor and hanging things from ceilings. A genius at pretending to dust. Should never be trusted with cash when she's sad. Has been known to have hard liquor at the 8 a.m. Pre-K drop off. -
Cute Husband, Esq: A former Marine, it was he who instilled in our daughters a love of getting up very early in the morning to go off and do things. The bastard. -
The Beasties: Just 'cause we don't have enough going on.
