"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 →
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 →
This past weekend my little family of four adventured out to a Home Improvement store to pick out some new light fixtures for the boys bedrooms. As has become our regular routine for outings such as these, my husband shopped, my... Continue Reading →