Okay, Okay, Okay

Apologies to Brainy, Child magazine, the latest issue of which I bashed after only reading the first few articles. Though, to be fair, I hated everything last Friday.

I guess they front-load their fluffy bits, since the back half was filled with thought-provoking goodies. I was particularly grateful for a touching article by Kristin Ohlson, which told of how her adult autistic son continues to amaze and astound her, defiantly living his own life even as it remains intertwined with hers. It was a timely antidote to that fucking dog book.

It is good to know that the white magic with which to fight Parenttting and all those other fuckwad child-centric mags remains strong.