Raise your hand if you love the Olympics! *Jumps up and down, waving hands while squealing like a maniac* Yeah, okay, so I might be a (not so) closet fan of the Olympics! What’s not to love? Watching gymnasts soar through the air, swimmers swimming better than fish themselves, the equestrian cross country event jumping,… Continue reading Parenting Olympics
I have taken a small break to think about my blog and its mission. It’s important for blogs to have missions if they’re going to be successful, or so anyone with a successful blog says. So I thought about it good and long and long and good and the result is that I wish to… Continue reading Calling Parents With Stories To Tell!
Dear Youngest Child, As much as I love you, waking up every two hours is not considered a restful night’s repose. Also, I would like to remind you that when you decide to eat more than normal, the cafe runs out of food more quickly than usual. Screaming fits at 2 AM do nothing to… Continue reading In Which I Make a Few Confessions…
The grocery store has always been the source of many embarrassing and awkward encounters with the human race for me. For some reason, it is one of my children’s favorite places to relapse in social graces. They might be well-behaved all day long, up until we enter the grocery store. Suddenly, they turn feral and… Continue reading You Only Told me THREE Times and Other Awkward Grocery Store Encounters
I have some clothes that I need to pack up and move out to the shed (by “some” clothes, I mean everything my girls ever wore between 12 mo and 3T and a few castoffs that none of them like, plus everything the ONE boy child in the house outgrew) and I don’t waaaaaaaaaaaaant to!!! … Continue reading How to Avoid Folding Clothes Forever AKA Procrastination
Ever wonder why your baby makes all those faces when you first introduce him to solids? Well, here’s a little bit of insight. You touch the spoon to baby’s mouth, tempting her to open it. Something’s by my mouth! You know your baby will willingly open up because, Hey!
We used to be “those people”. Well, techinically, we still are “those people”. As in, “Don’t be like those people and have more kids than you can handle.” or “You know those people, the ones who take their kids out into public without properly training them to sit and stay first? Don’t be like them.” or “I… Continue reading Boomtown Babes