Lazy Dad's Guide to Everything

My grandmother was raised speaking german, having been the child of german immigrants. My mother, was taught this language, along with her brothers and sisters, so at what little family gatherings we have, they can always be found in the kitchen chitchatting in their own broken german, laughing and struggling to remember it. Me and my twin sis were the only children of my family not taught this at least partially by our mother, and it stings sometimes. I feel forever cut off in a small way...

In my family of six kids (I’m number three), the first set of kids who were born overseas grew up conversing in Chinglish, while the second set of kids who were born in the U.S. didn’t. I’m sure my parents wanted to raise us to be “American,” which meant speaking English whenever possible and limiting the amount of Chinese we spoke. I’m sure they regret it now. I know I do.

That’s why I’m encouraging the boy to speak Ebonics and American Drag Queen whenever possible because that shizz is hard to pick up when you’re older, fo’ sure.

BTW, boy/girl twins are the best, so kudos to your parents for, you know, making you and your sister and stuff!