Profile for Deirdre

I like kids. Not enough to have one of my own, but I like them. Especially the ones that can walk, talk, and fetch me Diet Coke. When I was a kid, children were a form of cheap labor — “Take out the garbage!” “Clean your room!” — and we did not commingle with adults. This was especially true during parental cocktail hour when we stayed in our bedrooms. Adult interaction was limited to teachers, neighbors, 7-11 employees, and the somewhat creepy Girl Scout troupe leader. Keep reading »