Parenting, Illustrated with Rudimentary Renderings:
Post Number One:
If My Children Were Shapes
Let me explain. Anyone who has breastfed a baby knows that there is a significant amount of time spent
Kai, at the time, was undoubtedly a circle. What a chub! Hailey, my then-three-year-old was obviously a rectangle. Athletic and strong, she had (and still has) the makings of a fantastic gymnast. And then there's Ashleigh, the stick. All legs and arms, that one.
In my sleep-deprived delirium that night, I thought I'd struck on something genius. I remember proudly telling some member of my family (one of my childless sisters) who was not that impressed. After telling her I just felt dumb.
Fast forward twelve hours, when, once again experiencing midnight nursing dimentia, I re-invent her as a shape: A plump pear.
*Amber has a story for that, too!