Lesbian Dad

Something borrowed

[Happy Valentine’s Day! Day three of Robin’s Some/thing old, new, borrowed, blue funfest, in honor of Freedom to Marry week. More folks have joined the party — take a peek.] Oh, these people. They’re borrowed. We’re not even borrowing them, really. They’re staying with us for a while. Leaning on

It was just yesterday

Last night at dinner, we parked the lil’ peanut in one of those table-side baby seats — the kind that people bring to clip into the sides of the tables at restaurants. In our humble digs, it’s a space-saving concession to a big high-chair. And though I was concerned at

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