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2 1/2 year-old Summer starts preschool today. Her first week is a shortened day. She’ll attend school from 9:15 to 10 am.

That’s 45 minutes.

I’m planning to go to yoga, get a manicure, make some calls, read some blogs, tweet some random thoughts, take a shower, go horseback riding, hit the circus, run a marathon, eat some Chinese food, then take a nap and run back to get her.

Obviously, I’m not going to do all that, mostly because I don’t even like Chinese food.

Because it sucks.

Actually, Rick taught me to say “I don’t care for Chinese food” instead of “Moo Goo Gai Pan is so nasty and gross that I wouldn’t feed it to my pet chinchilla.”

It just sounds nicer.

Yeah.. so 45 minutes.

That’s pretty much the length of Summer’s tantrum over the weekend.

Was Summer upset that Beyoncรฉ didn’t win Best Female Video at the Video Music Awards?

Was she upset that Vanessa is dating a gay guy that is only using her to meet his birth dad? (If you don’t know what I’m talking about, you obviously don’t want to be happy by letting the unparalleled joy of “Gossip Girl” into your life.)

Or was she upset that “MotherLover” was robbed by the “81st Academy Awards” in the Original Music and Lyrics category at the Emmy’s?

Surprisingly, none of these.

Summer was distraught that I wouldn’t let her wear these 4 inch wedge heels while she walked down the stairs…

summer in high heels

I know, I’m totally unreasonable.

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