You are exactly right. I don't know how old you are, but when I was growing up in the 80s, my brother (who is only 3 years older) was charged with getting me home from school everyday. But once we were home, I would go to the beach or the park or skateboard by myself all afternoon until dinner. That was the…

It is so insane! The child is nine freaking years old. But I get the sense that this isn't just about cultural differences or the current american tendency toward helicopter parenting, so much as it's about this woman being black. Call me crazy ...

You are spot on with this!

Cat bellies are the best! Hands down better looking than my human belly every day of the week!

That actually sounds perfect. I have always thought that the best and most cherished pictures were candid and unscripted. I do agree though, that with a trusted photographer it's an entirely different experience than, say, Olin Mills. (Is Olin Mills still alive?)

Freakin' Pinterest. My daughter has her own board on that shitshow and has been torturing me into fixing her hair in extremely complicated braids. For what? For summer camp? And they get in the pool like an hour after I drop her off every morning. Current bane of my existence.

Truth! My bad!

It's an oxymoron of sexual repression mixed in with the sexualization of every body part possible. The parents are the ones sexualizing the penis/vagina for their children at an age where the body parts are used solely for pissing. Children don't look at themselves and think of sex, they think of funny bathroom…

That sounds like the perfect picture, just natural and not contrived. Love!

I refused to take part in this bullshit when I was preg with my daughter, even though my mother, mother-in-law, aunts, etc. were all desperate to talk me into it. It wasn't even necessarily the overt and disgusting preciousness of it so much as it was just patently ridiculous.

Aww, shucks!

No hate. I'm right there with you, except I've been wearing said pairing for a few years now (no hipsterish humble brag, honestly) and realized yesterday that one of the beloved chambray shirts is starting to fall apart. RIP, OG chambray.

This is why the good lord invented chambray. It's lighter than denim but still with a denim look. This weekend I wore a chambray shirt with denim cutoffs and this very moment I am typing while wearing a faded indigo linen dress, which is also suspiciously denim looking. In the winter, I often pair jeans with denim…

I can't believe I just made states possessive. I'm cringing.

I'm not a lawyer, but it seems to me that the defendants to any legal challenge would be the state's which have imposed the laws/restrictions on the abortion provider. It sounds illogical that the providers would be held responsible for following the law.

I just love the mom, smiling, all "get out me car." That is all. Love!

It really is the best and most tolerable delivery method for Kathie and Hoda.

I watched this in the gym this morning. Naturally, I had headphones on and read along with the captions. At one point, their response was simply "Ah, ooh, ooh, ah, oh, oh, oh, oh." I had just taken a gulp from my water bottle and obviously wound up spitting it all over the treadmill.

Don't feel terrible. Cynicism is an excellent coping mechanism once you've depleted yourself of empathy - at least in my case. On a serious (not serious) note, if she's going to pass out hoodies to impoverished children in the states, she may want to save everyone some time and paint a bull's eye over the chest.

Seriously, imagine the glorious turbans!