LesbianDad

The Jule Nisse strikes again, Dorrington, CA.
Along with my holiday well-wishes, gentle reader, please accept my sincerest apologies. LD went dark, as they say in the theater world. Due to an unexpected lack of internet access, it spent a week as the blogular analog to AWOL: Offline With Out Notice, or OWON. […]

Her first solo ride, Tilden Carosel (nighttime holiday extravaganza of lights), Berkeley, CA.
Happy Solstice!

Glo-oooooo-oooooo-oooooo-ria, Hosanna in excelsis!
[Yep, that’s what you think it is. (For further elucidation, pls. refer to “Euphemisms for urinate” on this dandy page.) She did it of her own volition, positively flying to the bathroom with the banner headline trailing out of her mouth “I have to pee I have to pee I […]

(Other than eat food out of it.)

It is time now to speak of the COW which our girlie had a week or two back. It was a full-blown, veins popping out of her neck, two-tone heterodyne scream-filled, wee fists wailing on inanimate objects, spittle coming out with bursts of speech, fifteen-minute-long COW. A COW of such […]

Blueberry fingers, Berkeley, CA.

[Yet another picture! Means but one thing: knee-deep in child care!]