by Chris Jordan
I have somehow managed not to run screaming from the house dressed only in my birthday suit. At least, not yet. Here are my tips.
Brainstorming through some common cloth-diaper problems.
The Chelsea Handler of the future is pissed. Because when she sits down to write her parenting book (yes, I know I’m making big assumptions here, just stick with me), she’ll realize that the book she wants to write has already been written. It’s called Sh*tty Mom, and it’s hysterical, brutally honest with a dash of the politically incorrect.