So I’ve been reading Mennonite in a Little Black Dress and, honestly, who says Mennonites have all the fun? I mean, damn, this Rhoda Janzen could be my immigrant soul-sister with her crazy family rituals, strange childhood foods and tales of embarrassment. Not to mention her wonderful childhood shame and how it all morphs into a great adult humor. Bring it on, Rhoda! Shed some light on your family craziness!
I was so inspired by her ridiculous tales that I decided it was time to jump-start this sucker again. Which is no small beans on my part now that we’ve had ourselves another kiddo. Worlds have ripped apart and been reborn since I last posted — hell, the Red Sea probably re-parted. In good news, we’re finally starting to come out of the craziest bout of sleep deprivation… which has been a good 10-20 times worse with this child. What the hell were we complaining about before?
So that’s our big news. In addition to losing copious amount of gray matter these past couple of years, we’ve welcomed the sweet and fiery little Hoops into our Balkan-Japanese-American lives. Yes, yes, the child is absolutely obsessed with hoops and basketball.
So please join me in a belated welcome to this most passionate little Hoop-man! He truly is a dear, sweet, funny little one.
