Recent Posts by Andrea Goto
A couple of days ago, Ava and I went searching for a Mother’s Day gift to send to my mom.
It happens every year: I spend a month trying to figure out the most perfect and thoughtful gift to illustrate how much I love and appreciate her, and then with two days to spare, I scramble. Last year, I found myself standing in the beauty section of Marshalls holding a can of Big Sexy Hair volumizing spray. Because nothing says “I love you” like voluminous hair.
No. Really. I bought my mom hairspray for Mother’s Day. And you know what’s even better? She liked it.
My mom is the most appreciative and...
Last night I stayed up late watching A&E’s “Hoarders” with my mother-in-law. It was like watching someone else’s kid have a complete tantrum: You can’t look away though you know you should; your blood starts to percolate, you get a little sweaty and you want to strangle the little monster, but instead you just sit there and stare, unblinking, secretly congratulating yourself for having a better kid - for being a better mom.
Last night’s show had an animal theme. One hoarder had over two thousand “pet” rats in his home. The floor was a sea of furry, squeaky vermin. They burrowed...
So this sealed envelope was sent home from Ava’s school the other day.
When you get such a letter it usually means that your child has contracted lice, is the source of the lice, or has pretended to be lice by inappropriately latching onto other children on the play yard. To my surprise, it was none of the above. Instead, the letter asked for my approval to have my daughter tested for the “Gifted Program.”
Tested? Why does she need to be tested? She is gifted.
Now, I know what you’re thinking: “Andrea is simply using this blog post as a platform to broadcast to the world that her child is...