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Parenting Feels Hard Because We’re Doing it Right
(I’m going to get a little serious in today’s post, so feel free to pass on if what you came here for was humor. I’ll be back to my regularly scheduled program once I get this off my chest.) There’s this school of thought that really bothers me. It shakes fingers at us and says […]
When Your Kids Decide They Want to Make a Haunted House
Words I never want to hear again: "It's a haunted house, Mama! We even made bloody fingers for snacks!" What's all this, you say? How I wish I knew. The best I can gather: some grand entrepreneurial idea, courtesy of the always-wants-to-make-money 8-year-old. All I...
We Were Born Before the Invention of Color TV. According to Our Kids.
Me, to Husband: I was just telling Mom that I would rather raise kids in the time period when she was raising kids, because we didn't have all this Internet and smartphone stuff. 8-year-old: Yeah, and you didn't have TV. Husband: We had TV. It wasn't flat, though....
What an Anniversary Looks Like When You Have Kids
When you can’t find a sitter, you just have to celebrate your anniversary the best way you can manage. Which is exactly what we did.
Yes, There’s a Blank Space, Baby. Don’t Write Your Name.
This is a lesson in the subtle practice of subtlety. Or perhaps how to be nonchalant. Or perhaps how not to get in trouble when you paint the mirror with toothpaste. My boys are really, really bad at squeezing out toothpaste onto their toothbrushes. What inevitably...
When the Environmentalist is On Trash Duty
We have this fancy chalkboard hanging in our kitchen with “This Night” written in wannabe hand lettering, because I’m nothing more than a wannabe artist. Beneath those words, we have each of the boys’ names and their subsequent chores listed. Those chores change every...
The Week Before a Weekend Without Kids
Yes, it goes fast. But sometimes it slows WAY DOWN and one day takes forever and ever and ever.
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