Have you seen the vehix.com commercial with the small child giggling joyfully from his carseat while the car goes through a car wash? It’s a lie, I tell you, a lie. Either they blue screened that car wash into the picture or they have that child so hopped up on cotton candy that he would […]
Via Blogging Baby I found underwear with condom pockets. Based on the other materials the company sells, it looks like it is marketed for young college students, but Blogging Baby suggests that “progressive” parents might want to buy these underwear for their teenagers. I consider myself to be a very open-minded parent, but I’m not […]
Everyone has their own “get ready to go” routine. Sarah’s involves a lot of time in front of the mirror and a splash (or more) of some Bath & Body scent. Tommy’s involves gathering his stuff and spraying his armpits with the green label scent of Axe. Over the weekend, we loaded everyone into the […]
Doug has taken to telling people that Evan is two. I still give Evan’s age in months. Maybe this is a mom thing. I don’t list Amy’s age in months, but I also don’t tell people that my child is 11 before they’ve had their 11th birthday. Stop rushing things already! Let my baby be […]
“arsenic hour” – The period of time before bed when over-tired and overstimulated children fall apart into weepy, screaming masses of inconsolable and illogical disasters. The tricky part is timing dinner and bath so that they come before the arsenic hour. So far this evening, we’ve had tears because: Evan didn’t want to come inside […]
Today, I stole Sarah’s shoes. Bwa-ha-ha-ha!
When my children interact with their peers*, I try to be the silent fly on the wall, present but not involved. If something happens that really bothers me, I either call my child to another room to say something or wait and talk to my child after the friends are gone. Usually I say nothing. […]
Instead of calling them “lift the flap” books, they should just call them “tear it off and eat it” books.
Noah had a friend sleep over last night. The two boys played happily (and loudly) until the wee hours. Amy got kicked out of the boys playing early in the evening. First, she asked me, then Doug, then the boys again if she could please go back in Noah’s room (denial). Everyone said no. Then, […]
I’ve been mopey all day without the dog show to distract me from bus drivers, teachers, class rings, teenagers, money, holidays, pantries, Girl Scouts, construction, crazy people, bills, dirt and cars. Tonight, Sarah posted something that just made me laugh out loud. For the record, we have never said an unkind word about her pancakes. […]