Even though I finished reading the Fairfax article on the rise of the Daddy Blogger almost an hour ago, one line is still dancing inside my braincase, pointing its index finger to the sky like a 1980s John Travolta, and driving me to distraction.
“Apparently,” I say to Reservoir Mum, who has just arrived back home after a full Brazilian at the local… “I’m an oversharer.”
“Yeah, I read that,” she says with a shrug.
“Do you think that’s true?” I ask. “Do you think I overshare on my blog?”
“I wouldn’t say you overshare,” she says. “It’s just that you write about things that most other …