We are each a dozen people who were all the same child.
Know thyself, especially thyself after a couple of drinks.
The thing about family disasters is that you never have to wait long before the next one puts the previous one into perspective.
I don't hate anyone. The only people I know well enough to hate, I love.
It's curious the way we get nostalgic for some hoped-for thing that never happened, as if something that never happened were in the past.
The trouble with learning to parent on the job is that your child is the teacher.