Stick Figures

I don’t have any stick figure children. I can’t even imagine how difficult it is to deliver pointy babies. I do, however, own a minivan. Honey, I fought it for years. I packed my children in the back of an SUV like sardines. A 5 minute trip across town was hell. They would fight, “Stop touching me.” “He touched me first.” Then, I came to the realization that the car I drive doesn’t define me. I can still look good in a minivan bitch. It may not be your definition of cool, but do you know what? My kids can’t touch each other.

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Now, this Dad may want to think twice before bragging about his stick figure daughter:

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