For this LAST POST I thought I might write, you know, a RETROSPECTIVE. It's been a while, after all, I have 200% more children than I did when I started, and maybe I have learned a thing or two. 

After more than two years with us, since Preston was three months old, our nanny quit on Saturday night. Over a text message.

Taking a toddler for a ride on an airplane is a lot like making her wait in a gray room for an hour before strapping her down with a belt to a fast moving object, that makes her ears feel funny, that’s full of mad people who want complete silence for two hours. It’s a whole lot like that. Throw in the fact that if the toddler moves around enough to jostle the seat in front of her, she will enrage the person sitting in that seat and it makes for a whole lot of good times.

I am forever grateful to Parenting magazine and all of the incredible editors with whom I worked and who trusted my editing skills, opinions, writing, expertise and voice in both the magazine and online; it was they who stoked my passion for parenting—a passion that led to MyBrownBaby, an incredible venture that, in my heart, outshines the 19 books I’ve penned as a New York Times bestselling author, my award-winning years as a political reporter and each and every entertainment profile I’ve ever written—even the one on George Clooney. And so I thank you, Parenting, for 10 incredible years. Though we are parting ways, the fire you inspired will continue on.