They only drink Fiji water

The Arrowhead is for the dog

The kids take baths with Kiehl’s body wash

The closets are full of tiny cashmere outfits

Placed in plastic bags with clear labels on each bag

Three Nanny’s helicopter the kids

Two Nanny Volvo cars

Take trips to the Zoo

The parks

The museums

All over LA.

It’s my kids birthday!

Time for the party

A two-year-olds holiday.

With the neighborhood mom’s

And their designer jeans

Outside frail frames of bones

As eyes survey the weight of her life.

The mariachi bands roared

While Mexicans flip tortillas on the grill

And tequila floated through the veins of the party.

The baby knocked on her nose

And the Nanny grabbed the innocent fist away.

“Oh don’t worry, I haven’t had any work done so he doesn’t need to be careful.”

The woman smiled through lips of cologne and busted out

A Brite Smile.

The piñata was struck

Three times by a five-year-old boy

With long hair in his baseball costume

“Someone has anger issues.”

A father leaned in and smiled.


 Parenting is hard.  But let’s try and tone it down a bit and keep it real.