>To: Lindsay FerrierFrom: Anita LyfeSubject: It’s All About the LWD! (Little White Dress)Date: Friday, Oct. 13, 2006 Hi Lindsay, This is Anita from Big Public Relations Firm in New York. I read your blog on a regular basis and I absolutely love it. (As a mother of a four and a half year old I’ve […]

>Speaking of the Babywise books, I have a friend who gave both of the books to me when I was pregnant with Baby. She swore by them- and I zealously read the first one in preparation for Baby’s birth. When Baby was a newborn, the advice was great. My favorite tip was to try my […]

If you’re a mom, chances are you know all about attachment parenting. It seems like attachment moms are everywhere, wearing their infants in slings, nursing their babies way beyond the 12-month mark and even, gasp, CO-SLEEPING. As a new mother, attachment moms were basically the bane of my existence, somehow managing to one-up me in […]

>Okay. I am so over unschooling. I can’t believe I’ve spent so much time discussing something I still think is bizarre. Because. Unschooling! The very word is hilarious! And in fairness, so is blogger. See? I can make fun of myself, too. I didn’t write about unschooling to make anyone’s head explode and I think […]

> I have nightmarish memories of junior high lunches. When I started middle school in sixth grade, my friends and I sat across the aisle from a table of eighth grade jockettes. Out of the blue one day, their ringleader, Christa McClurg, said loudly, “Nice outfit, Lindsay! It looks like something my grandma would wear. […]

>Stacey Kelly (Macy48@yahoo.com) wrote: Lucinda, Although your article on unschooling was humorous and entertaining, you seemed to portray a lazy parent through your mind-set opposed to unschooling. Are you really lacking intelligence or were you too hungover to drive your kids to school that day? Obviously you have never done a science experiment or used […]

> When you fart, does it break up your poop? Erm. I’ll have to get back to you on that one.

>Act I, scene i Handyman: Whoa, you’re due any day, huh? Me: I’m due in March. Handyman: Having twins? Me: No. Handyman: (looking skeptically at my belly) Are you sure? Me: I’m sure (Bitch slaps handyman). -fin-

I used to think the Devil was an egg. Not the kind I ate for breakfast on Saturday mornings. My Devil was a small red egg with horns, a cape and an angry expression. He wobbled threateningly on my shoulder whenever I was tempted to steal a piece of candy from the Brach’s bin at […]

> I put hash in the fruitcake. And I’m number one. Congratulations, Mom, you’ve got a new brag for the Lunch Bunch.