LesbianDad

Begs the question, doesn’t it. SINCE I NEVER WANTED TO BE A PRINCESS AT ALL. Now a Prince, we can talk.
You’ll never guess which one of the above pictured items was checked out of the library when the lil’ monkey was there with Other People Who Shall Remain Nameless*, and which one was […]

The girlie must have been watching Britney Spears on YouTube behind my back. I give you Exhibit A, below, right: what the lil’ monkey hath wrought, aided and abetted by her artsy crafty scissors. Yes, that’s her hair. Correction, was her hair.
I didn’t freak out after her first bout with the shears. […]

Here’s a fun little primer on the muses (which apparently started off as three, and then became nine). If you can’t wait to noodle around and find it on your own, here’s the site’s page on the Amazons. The whole site is about women in Greek myths.
Alright, alright so these aren’t really the […]

I am confident that most of the text message-, online-, chat-, IM-, email-, blog-, and newsgroup posting-literate folk among you handily recognized the title to this post as shorthand for “kissing sound.” To what do I owe this confidence? My handy-dandy netlingo reference page, which helps bridge the yawning gap between me, who […]

…of which she’ll eat, like, ten percent. My money’s on the apple sauce, maybe a nibble of cheese (picture a “Honey I Shrunk the Mouse”–sized rodent), maybe part of one cracker, and if it’s a good day, she opened the carrot bag.
Goddess only knows what regulates her appetite. The […]

“…but my hips are that sassy.” That’s what she said. Quote, end quote.
She’s been taking to planting her hands on her hips for emphasis. Only three years old here, people. Already feeling her power. I’m just sayin’.
We’re working on her popping her hips in preparation for an upcoming trip to […]

Elmo’s World?

Okay, no. Different tack. Sleater-Kinney?*

Nope, Carmen. To be exact, Carmen’s first dittie, “L’amour est un oiseau rebelle.” A.k.a. the “Habañera,” here rendered with signature gusto by La Divina.
Last weekend we heard the Metropolitan Opera’s Saturday radio broadcast of Bizet’s ever-popular opera as I was making blueberry pancakes, […]