Snack time rolls around and your child is starving RIGHT NOW because his/her stomach has turned inside out and is EATING ITSELF!!! At this moment you think they would glad for sustenance, ANY sustenance, so long as it’s edible. That’s where you’re wrong, Mama Bear (or Papa Bear), because:
When I was growing up, I noticed the many women around me and how they all seemed to wear the same hairdo week after week after week. I promised myself that I would never do that. I loved doing hair and trying different styles, so I decided that I would always have cool and funky… Continue reading How Mom Hairdos Have Taken Over My Life (and There’s Nothing I can do About it)
Lock myself out once, okay that happens to everybody occasionally. Lock myself out twice, well, now that’s a bit embarrassing. Lock myself out three times… Better not show my face in public, much less admit to it. However, it might be understandable if it were to happen over a space of time, say 30 years… Continue reading When the mommy brain begins to show…
Today, the younger two and I picked up the older two from school as usual. We were very excited to see them. The sentiments were not returned. No sooner than they caught sight of us, the whining and blaming and begging and pleading and whining began. No, they did not want to make monster cookies. … Continue reading Coffee at 4 PM is totally acceptable
Kids are apt to forget things you tell them. Where they put their shoes, why they should go in the toilet and not their underwear, what’s for supper and what time supper will happen, how come they can’t stay up another hour, and on and on and on. But, SHOW them something, and they don’t… Continue reading Tell me and I forget, get lost and I remember for the rest of your life.
Lacking any sort of laundry room, let alone a folding table, I use our bed as the dumping ground for any clean laundry that might make its way out of the dryer. This way, I am forced to fold and put away the laundry before I can get into bed. Flickr I do one load… Continue reading Dust mites, oh my!
I’ve been having issues with my Caddy, so Hubby is doing his poor best to fix it. Well, I smelled burning plastic on my way somewhere and called him in a panic. He thought maybe it was a piece of wire casing that had fallen onto the engine while he was scrounging around under the… Continue reading My husband, my love, my… comedian??
Yesterday, I was THAT mom. You know the one, bedhead and unbrushed teeth even though it’s 3 PM, crazy kids running around the grocery store, baby screaming in the carseat… altered version of this photo Yeah, that was me.