What do you do when you are eating the most delicious stew
and half-way through you learn that the tiniest bit of poop
has been stirred in?
Apparently for me the answer is keep eating.
I'm talking about Where'd You Go Bernadette? by Maria Semple, and I have an
extremely mixed review.
SPOILER ALERT: If you haven't read the book, you might not want to read this
I write about, with, for, and around kids all day. (Well, maybe I do the dishes too. Sometimes.)