This is Dr Seuss-caliber. As good as that creepy, comforting and nonsensical part in Goodnight Moon: “Goodnight nobody. Goodnight mush.” Parenting is so absurd—how can something we try at so hard go so badly, so often? The gaps in the way we want to do it and the way we actually do it feel like big, dark caverns. But your love fills them up. I can just tell by the way you say “blue.”
This is Dr Seuss-caliber. As good as that creepy, comforting and nonsensical part in Goodnight Moon: “Goodnight nobody. Goodnight mush.” Parenting is so absurd—how can something we try at so hard go so badly, so often? The gaps in the way we want to do it and the way we actually do it feel like big, dark caverns. But your love fills them up. I can just tell by the way you say “blue.”
This is Dr Seuss-caliber. As good as that creepy, comforting and nonsensical part in Goodnight Moon: “Goodnight nobody. Goodnight mush.” Parenting is so absurd—how can something we try at so hard go so badly, so often? The gaps in the way we want to do it and the way we actually do it feel like big, dark caverns. But your love fills them up. I can just tell by the way you say “blue.”