The task at hand seemed impossible yet every day he had to accept his fate and undergo the process . . .
Category: Terrible Twosdays
Are you a parent going through the Terrible Twos? Did you live through them and survive? Terrible Twosdays is a place to commiserate over the unending shenanigans of your Darling Children (as the online parenting communities say). Nonfiction stories will be considered, so long as names have been changed to protect the guilty. Inspired by our best-selling gift book for parents, Go the Fuck to Sleep, Terrible Twosdays joins the roster of our other online short fiction series. Unlike Mondays Are Murder and Thursdaze, we’re looking for stories with a light and mischievous feel, all about the day-to-day challenges of parenting. As with our other flash fiction series, stories must not exceed 750 words.
You got me. I sometimes steal away into McDonald’s with my nine year old, and we share a large fry. . .
It started when she was quite young. . .
So there I was being selfishly glum after learning that tonight’s tenth anniversary dinner reservations had to be cancelled . . .
Since I am 6’4”, Black, and a furry dude to boot, I am not your typical Upper Westside Mom. . .
I was putting to bed my 11-month old granddaughter, the half of the twin team. . .
She was right, I just got him seven minutes ago, but it was my turn again . . .
He takes off, devil-may-care grin on his face as he looks back at me. He’s not even watching where he’s going . . .