I have received compensation for this content as part of an Early Childhood Education promotion for Pittsburgh Public Schools. As I am an educator and the mother of two, I wholeheartedly support and advocate a strong early childhood education program. For more posts and info about Pittsburgh ... » Learn More about Laying the Right Foundation: Early Childhood Education
These posts are samples of my sponsored writings; I was compensated for them, yet all opinions and poor attempts at jokes are my own.
The kitchen is not my friend. I try (not often), but any time I attempt a new recipe, anxiety over screwing it up or poisoning my family becomes overwhelming and I opt for take-out. So when I was told that, as part of the Lactaid campaign in which I am participating, I would have to use Lactaid ... » Learn More about I Cooked. And No One Died!
When I was pregnant with my son, I envisioned a little olive-skinned babe with deep, dark eyes and wispy brown hair. A mini of my husband, if you will. And because genetics claim the grandfathers' genes are predominate, and because both biological Pap-Paps boast those physical attributes, it just ... » Learn More about My Son: The Whitest White Kid in the World
You know how kids can suck the life, gravity, and money right out of us? There's help: a boob job. Wait. Wrong post. Let's start over. There's help: Music Magpie. Allow me to explain. ... » Learn More about Music Magpie: Show Me the Money!
Truth: This is a sponsored post written by me on behalf of Rite Aid Tugaboos diapers. More truth: If I didn't like these diapers, I would not have written about them. Listen, I am a diaper snob. It's true. When I had my son in 2009, I firmly believed that cash-money beget dry bottoms; only the ... » Learn More about Great Diapers at a Great Price AND a Vera Bradley Giveaway!