It’s 9 p.m. on a Sunday, and I’m sitting here watching Babygirl, who is thrashing around on the floor at my feet, howling and crying, pulling at my legs, pulling my arm, yelling: “I’m hungry Get up Put your computer away Get me a snack …
Two major events yesterday: Babygirl had a monumental temper tantrum, and we were interrogated by armed guards. What do these two things have to do with each other? I’m in Guatemala with Babyboy, Babygirl and Nana for a family wedding and mini- vacation. Respectable family …