Beckerman reveals the universal trials, tribulations, and triumphs of every mom who has to figure out how to stay sane while fishing Barbie heads out of the toilet; how to laugh when your kid asks the fat cop at the doughnut shop if he’s having a baby; and how to look good when your post-baby butt is so big you want to hang a “Caution: Wide Load” sign behind you.
In this hilarious romp through the well-manicured lawns of suburbia, Beckerman takes on everyone from psycho mall moms to sinister cappuccino barristers, and proves you don't have to drive a minivan to make it in the 'burbs.
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Reviews from some of the most respected names in the industry.
I’m utterly charmed by this whole thing, cover to cover.
As a dog lover, I laughed and cried and related throughout. With the assembled menagerie at the Beckerman house, there is rarely a dull moment, and we get to enjoy it all... from a safe distance.
You’ll laugh. You’ll say, “Awww.” You’ll vow to never get a dog. And then, if you don’t already have one, you’ll get one anyway.
For anyone who has ever loved a dog more than their kids (wait, did I just say that out loud?), “Barking at the Moon” will touch your heart, make you laugh, and remind you that dog fur in your food is a small price to pay for having a dog in your life