“My son is four, and he is nothing if not preoccupied with body parts and their purposes. Couple that with a hazy grasp of personal boundaries, and I usually don’t get through the day without removing a small hand from my shirt and explaining about privacy. But have I accused him of sexual harassment? Well, once. But that was a revenge thing, okay? I admit it.”
There's a new post over at Wonderland today, my friends.
In more important news:
Because the Internet can be a great place sometimes, there’s this auction underway, and you should check it out. It’s in honor of a special little boy named Tanner. Tanner, who happens to be the wonderful Her Bad Mother’s nephew, is suffering from Duchenne’s Muscular Dystrophy, a genetic disorder that is always terminal. Her Bad Mother tells his story here. If you can manage to sit upright after reading it, go forth to the auction. All proceeds will be donated for Muscular Dystrophy Research. The auction ends on Sunday, so hurry up! What are you still doing here?