omg I used to do that, too. Then, when I was just starting to try and get back into the workforce, someone asked, "And like, how does that work? Is it steady?" And I was so sick of the whole thing, I said, "Actually, 'freelance writer' is just a fancy euphemism for unemployed."

Yeah, seriously. Fuck the Mommy Wars and fuck Mommy Blogs, too. I'm a parent. I take it seriously for the sake of my offspring, but it's not a goddamned competition and it certainly isn't the thing that defines me to the exclusion of all else.

I'm not joking. This is what I do. In the summer, I might go swimming in the ocean. Sometimes I go for longer hikes. But mostly I just walk around the bog and have a cup of tea.

I like to just go for a nice stroll through the fields and then come home and have a cup of tea myself.

Ah thanks. The details have become fuzzy since I haven't reread the book in over 20 years, but I knew there was something sinister going on there involving incest.

If there was an ebola vax, I'd be all over that shit.

He'll walk into the room and get a sudden, overpowering taste of Skittles in his mouth and he'll say, "Is something different in here?

I'm going to get the unicorn set. I wonder if my husband will notice.

You will probably scare more parents than kids, ha.

There's another one where a guy rapes his daughters and got them pregnant. But the really terrifying thing about the children's bible I had was that they didn't use words like "rape" or "sex." And yet they insisted on including stories about rape, sex and incest. So they just used unclear euphemisms that made…

"Why is it raining food, mommy?"

Yes, that's the one I meant!

I can't see the book cover (because kinja is blurring it). But is it The Trouble With Tuck? If so, yeah. Flashbacks. Weird flashbacks.

Yeah, the fact that they dressed like religious fundamentalists and called each other Sister and Brother, etc kind of weirded me out as a kid. Were they in some kind of Bear Cult?

The Children's Bible absolutely traumatised me for life. I think this early trauma is what made me so anti-theist at such a young age.

Worst children's book ever = The Boy in the Striped Pajamas. It's like the author wanted to offend as many holocaust survivors as possible while also misleading little kids about a period of history that should be dealt with sensitively.

It was popular enough for Jezebel to post multiple stories about the documentary. Bloggers tracked down the two sisters in the video and did "Where are they now?" stories.

They weren't famous in the 1990s. They were awkward teenagers who starred in a documentary about dirty girls directed by their teenage friend. The video wasn't unearthed until like last year, then it went viral. So they became famous from 90s nostalgia rather than being famous in the 90s.

I like how when he tries to hit the really high notes and go for a run, the backup singers look embarrassed for him.

Boots and dresses are happening in my wardrobe this autumn, don't even care. And cargos are happening again, too, as soon as I can find a nice pair.