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• Sally, Spot, Susan

  Because I don’t have any wild mustangs handy

  06.23.08 | Permalink | 16 Comments

  And also because my ovaries tell me that these are the cutest kids ever to walk the planet. Of course, my ovaries are not to be trusted, but I think if I had ever been this beautiful, my life would have turned out much different. I would be Queen of Lichtenstein by now, at the [...]

• childhood, motherhood, Susan

  Susan von Dick & Jane: 3 going on 13

  04.10.08 | Permalink | 6 Comments

  Dick & Jane are not yet plagued with teenagers yearning to be adults. We can’t blame our late nights on curfew-testing walking hormones or fears of tantalizing peer pressure. And being an adult has recently been much less fun than my own teenage self anticipated. I don’t want to grow up any more; thirty is [...]