When football players get injured, they are medically required to sit the bench until they are officially approved for play by a doctor. I can imagine that this would be frustrating for those players. However, I find them to be quite fortunate. Because Mommies do not have this same luxury. I’m pretty sure that I […]
The One That Hooked Me.
I have been impervious to temptation until now. I bought Ali an iPad a year and a half ago, mainly to use for the purposes of school. As such, we have bought dozens of school and play apps. I have studied them, reviewed them, reviewed them again, and added and deleted as I saw fit. […]
On Prophecies and Swearing.
My Granddad was a giant of a man. I was never that impressed with Fezzik, Gulliver, or Goliath, because they couldn’t measure up to my Granddad’s height and girth. He was born to a Greek Immigrant and a Alabama Woman – a couple who had gotten married before he could speak English or she could […]
Toddlers Who Lunch.
I like cooking, but I am also lazy. Consequently, we eat out far too often. And, due to their overexposure to this practice, my kids are fairly well-behaved in restaurants. However. Chris and I, being the overly sensitive people-pleasing type that we are, still have a long list of rigidly adhered-to rules about when and […]
Christmas Wins and Losses.
I fell victim to one of the classic blunders. The most famous of which is “never go against a Sicilian when death is on the line,” but only slightly less well-known is this: “Never trust Etsy with the timely distribution of your Christmas Cards.” The first twenty-nine steps of Christmas Card Creation were the easy […]
Virginia, Unedited.
Last weekend, Chris and I flew to Virginia for a friend’s wedding. (Really, we flew to Virginia to have a date weekend away together, and thanked the friend profusely for providing us the excuse.) (No really. It was all for the friend. Not at all for us to stay in a beachfront hotel room and […]
Death by Sippy Cups.
I have a hate/hate relationship with sippy cups. Okay – I do love that my kid can take in liquid without creating a cleanup catastrophe worthy of an oil spill relief crew, but I mostly hate them because NO sippy cup manufacturer in the free world seems to know how to make a truly drip-free […]
The Night the Cake Pops Won.
I’d like to start out by blaming my friend Jamie. Because she’s the kind of friend that grabs the popcorn and watches her friends dive off of deadly cliffs, such as the time she noted that our friend Katherine didn’t know how to use Instagram properly, but instead of educating her, she just unfollowed her, […]
On The Pursuit of Illness.
With the onslaught of illnesses in our home over the past month, I have found myself reminiscing of the Golden Days of Malady. As a child, I highly enjoyed the benefits of being sick or injured. As such, the crowning achievement of my childhood was breaking my arm in the seventh grade. Ailments are fun […]
How a Turd in the Tub Saved my Saturday Night.
Despite my philosophies on bathing, Noah has now pooped in the tub three times in his nearly two {extraordinarily long} years on this earth. After the first two occurrences, I soothed the trauma of having to endure such Crimes Against Momanity by blogging about them. But I am blogging about the third occasion due to […]