Meandering anecdotes and an occasional incisive comment, courtesy of an overeducated, feminist former-professional, who is continually outsmarted by her overly-gifted children and genius spouse and who seeks refuge in books, cocktails, and the occasional Xanax.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
our never-ending case study of a four year-old hypochondriac
"I have a boy's voice, NOT a girl's voice," complains Lola. She feels this is a biological mistake, an error which cannot be fixed but must be borne by the afflicted. Indeed, contemplating her sad fate, she sunk her head in her arms and mourned.