LesbianDad

Sister looms large. Pace setter, lead dog. “This way!” “Like this!”
Not for ever, but surely for now.
Not such a bad gig, so long as it lasts. For either of them.
Or so it seems.

Back when we had two dogs, and one of them was a manic, hypervigilant Australian Cattle dog-Shepherd mix and the other an impressionable lab mix, we saw a lot of action whenever someone approached the house.
First one dog — most of the time, quite naturally, the hypervigilant one — would espy someone (friend […]

[Happy Valentine’s Day! Day three of Robin’s Some/thing old, new, borrowed, blue funfest, in honor of Freedom to Marry week. More folks have joined the party — take a peek.]
Oh, these people. They’re borrowed.
We’re not even borrowing them, really. They’re staying with us for a while. Leaning on us as […]

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

And even as I post these pictures, the Halloween Fairy is descending on the lil’ monkey’s stash (from which she picked a candy a day’s worth of bootie, for the remainder of the week). Off the H. Fairy will flit, hauling all this processed sugar to “other kids who weren’t […]

(Or, Monkey develops what my sister affectionately calls “Husband Hearing”)
Baba: Okay, sweetie, it’ time to get ready for bed!
Monkey (in a petulant tone): Nnnnnnnnnnnno!
Baba: Now why would you be cranky like that? When I’m being all gracious and civilized.
Monkey: My feeling is that I don’t hear so well.
Baba: Oh really?
Monkey: Yeah. Like my […]