Did a friend forward this to you? Subscribe here! I spent this past week with my sister and her family, who live in New Jersey. My nephew just turned 18 months old and, since I didn’t see him for the holidays, a late February visit felt necessary. During our visit, I learned the theme song to Rainbow Rangers, which is apparently a children’s show about climate change? I also played endless games of “put the plastic fruits in the shopping cart and take them out again,” “bang the xylophone,” and “catch me before I fall off the couch.” By the end of the trip, I was happy but exhausted, filled to the brim with tiny hugs and rare cuddles and long babbling conversations. On the plane home, as I drank a water no one wanted to stick their fingers in and read a book without interruption, I thought about children and my decision to have zero of them.
Choose your own adventure. I dare you.
Choose your own adventure. I dare you.
Choose your own adventure. I dare you.
Did a friend forward this to you? Subscribe here! I spent this past week with my sister and her family, who live in New Jersey. My nephew just turned 18 months old and, since I didn’t see him for the holidays, a late February visit felt necessary. During our visit, I learned the theme song to Rainbow Rangers, which is apparently a children’s show about climate change? I also played endless games of “put the plastic fruits in the shopping cart and take them out again,” “bang the xylophone,” and “catch me before I fall off the couch.” By the end of the trip, I was happy but exhausted, filled to the brim with tiny hugs and rare cuddles and long babbling conversations. On the plane home, as I drank a water no one wanted to stick their fingers in and read a book without interruption, I thought about children and my decision to have zero of them.