Travel With Irony Central
Remember when people used to travel the world? That was nice. We traveled a little, back when it was possible. We visited interesting places and wrote mean things about them. As time passes, we will put those journals here. Then we can laugh together at people who are different from us.
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Cordelia, the fruit of half of my DNA and the sole vessel for carrying my hopes and dreams into a gruesome future, is fourteen months old now. She’s old enough…
Our little toddler Cordelia is now fifteen months old. Every day, she is more human and less funny. I am starting to feel a strange sort of empathy with her….
Now that our baby Cordelia is sixteen months old, all of the pieces are falling into place. It is rapidly becoming clear that she is a sinister creature, a Bad…
Cordelia, our little toddling girl, is now seventeen months old. At this age, her body grows slowly, but her brain develops extremely quickly. This is a problem. Consider this. Imagine…
As my little toddler girl Cordelia has grown older, I have charted her progress by determining the animal she was most similar to. First, it was limpet. Then turtle. Then…
Cordelia, the nineteen month old toddler to which I provide moderate-quality parenting care, continues to learn to think. For example, the other day, she got the Teletubbies DVD out of…
