I started reading Dooce.com around 2003 or 2004 — whenever she had her first baby (the main subject of this novel) — and spent a few weeks reading through the hilarious archives. The book came out a few years later, and by then I’d kind of quit checking in on the antics of Heather Armstrong — mostly because it had turned primarily into a design blog which isn’t really my thing. I checked in a few days ago when I finished this book, read that her […]