"Please, don't make me regret this." - Me before entering public with my children for the past 5 years After years of living in fear every time I attempted to take both my children in public I've recently started... Continue Reading →
I'm trying to get back on the blog wagon but like anything in my life, the farther I get behind the less likely I am to actually follow through. So in an effort to break the cycle I am here... Continue Reading →
When I left my job to stay home with our oldest son I had a picture of what that would entail in my head. I would cook and clean and try out the whole June Cleaver look. I'd organize the... Continue Reading →
Like Fight Club (where the first rule is to not talk about Fight Club), Mom Club has a cardinal rule. First rule of Mom Club: You do not brag about your child on the Internet. Second Rule of Mom Club:... Continue Reading →
Most of the nation is flipping their lids over today's Solar eclipse but I am over here in 63% visibility land flipping the toilet lid down on another successful potty from my youngest. To many, this historic Eclipse was the... Continue Reading →
I came across the word "lustrum" today - It means "a period of 5 years." There is more to it of course - ancient Roman's preforming a census followed by purification rituals every 5 years and the word over time... Continue Reading →
Picture a woman walking towards you in Target. She's pushing a cart. Inside the cart is a young boy, kindergarten age sitting quietly. Outside the cart is a 3 year old screaming, 'I don't WANT to WALK!" He is walking... Continue Reading →
I've always been a bit emotional when it comes to endings. I am the mom who got choked up when their child outgrew the Gymboree class. And I got the down faced blues when we decided to pull the plug on swim classes because "he'll miss all his friends!" Spoiler alert: He was 3. He missed NO ONE. I surprised myself with how I managed through my son's preschool graduation without shedding a tear but on the other hand I only took about 3057 photos so I don't know if that really qualifies as "keeping my cool." And today I am here lamenting a stroller.
I recently became the owner of a very super extra cool teeshirt from http://www.theindiebird.com. The tee features a sound of music style Julie Andrews, arms outstretched on the hill - with the caption, "This is me not caring." And in... Continue Reading →
Twice and a Blue Moon 