Little fishes swimming school

Today I took Joel to swimming lessons for the first time. Joel seems to be super amphibious (read: he splashes around in the bath), and he also has a long torso and huge hands, and he’ll probably be insanely tall, which reminds me of a documentary I once watched about Michael Phelps – he has similar features, which basically predestined him for Olympic gold (times 23), so I figured there’s no better time than the present for Joel to start on the road to his own similar destiny. Continue reading

My “journey” with breastfeeding and back into society… Sort of.

My mom thinks she was a super paranoid, protective parent, but in some ways she failed because she allowed me to ride the school bus when I was in sixth grade, and our school bus driver, Rodney, later was fired (and arrested) for drunk driving. And this was all before the orthodontist she so carefully selected for us was indicted for felony cocaine possession. (No wonder my jaw clicks to this day.) Continue reading