Author Archives: Alex Gorman

On Momma’s pregnancy outtie: “Maybe it’s a tongue!” On where her invisible friend/sister has to sit: “You have to sit on my lap because I’m the one who’s naked.” On her plans for the cat: “Don’t eat Limbo until I … Continue reading →

On flexibility: “Can I have a candy cane? Or a lollipop. Whatever.” On whether more monkeys should jump on the bed: “No. I don’t like monkeys jumping on the bed.” On when she should try on her new pants: “Let’s … Continue reading →

On things you might say if Daddy’s acting and domestic duties collide: “Wipe my bottom, Big Bad Wolf.” On how to play chess: “Brown on brown and vanilla on vanilla. It’s easy.” On what she wants for breakfast: “Something spoony.” … Continue reading →

On birth: “Ah, ah, ah. Another baby popped out of my belly.” On what she’s just made out of her bathwater: “It has liquid mice in it and it’s called … Jell-O.” On whether I can have a hug: “You … Continue reading →

On new games, involving jumping on blankets: “Let’s play Nüch Nüch.” On more advanced versions: “Do you want me to show you how to play Nüch Fairy?” On scientific discovery: “For some reason the cold air starts coming out when … Continue reading →