>Back when I was pregnant with Bruiser, my neighbor told me she had a great idea for one of my upcoming newspaper columns. “You have to write about how weird people think you are when you have four kids!” she said. “Three kids don’t turn heads, but once I had my fourth, I got all […]
December 13, 2007
>Time for the annual Santa picture! It’s very strange that the baby seems happy on Santa’s lap, while Punky looks like she’s sitting on a tack. She really does have a very nice smile, she just doesn’t know how to fake it for pictures. She asked Santa for a pink and white hobby horse, a […]
December 12, 2007
>”So what do you do now?” It was the inevitable holiday cocktail party question, asked by anyone who still remembered my TV reporting days. Thank God this year, I had an answer that involved more than changing diapers and knowing all the words to “Fruit Salad, Yummy Yummy.” “Well, I write a column for the […]
December 11, 2007
> Teenagers, as some of you have learned for yourselves, know everything. Everything. My own teen stepdaughters, though not parents themselves, know all there is to know about how I should be raising the two youngest Ferriers. Basically, anything done for them when they were kids was the absolute best, strike that, only way to […]
December 8, 2007
> “Let’s play a game,” my three-year-old said. “You be a horse and I’ll be a beeeyoutiful princess.” “Okay. Hello there, my name is Horsey.” “Hello, I’m Princess Genevieve from Barbie and the Twelve Dancing Princesses. Just click on your remote to choose an activity. Once you have chosen one, press enter!” “Um, neigh.” “This […]
December 8, 2007
> Okay, so despite the fact that my teenage stepdaughters sometimes make me feel as if I’m Hitler’s scabby right hand man? They hang around here an awful lot. On weekends, we’re lucky to get them out the door with their friends for one evening, let alone two. And I can objectively say that they’re […]
December 7, 2007
This column originally appeared in the Nashville Scene. It was your average Nashville art show fundraiser, the kind where you see women of a certain age flaunting their furs and calling everyone “Deah,” wealthy bidnessmen sporting bow ties and enormous paunches, and so many pained expressions that you’d swear a group proctology exam must have […]
December 7, 2007
> Now that I’m raising two teens, I’m beginning to believe in karma. Because pretty much everything bad I ever did to my own parents as a teenager is returning to bite me in the butt. The sullenness, the sassiness, the moodiness, the backtalk… I did it all and then some back in my day- […]
December 6, 2007
