There are days that feel like the big game is resting squarely on my sore shoulders. I'm the quarterback, the clock is running out, and gigantic dudes who get paid to lay me out are snarling threats inches from my face. Yet the job requires a cool head and clear thought ... » Learn More about Don’t Monday Morning Quarterback Me
Parenting
Nuggets of Parenting Wisdom That Make Me Look Like I Know What I’m Doing
Brevity is not my strong suit. As I mentally search for the ONE WORD that means everything I've been trying to say for the past ten minutes, I end up blabbering my way to the point. It's usually then that my husband sweeps in, sums up my ramblings with beautiful succinctness, and ... » Learn More about Nuggets of Parenting Wisdom That Make Me Look Like I Know What I’m Doing
Keep Your Car Clean…Even With the Kids Inside!
I don't know about you, but my husband and I sincerely underestimated our kids' potential for creating messes. No one told us sweet peas double as face paint, or that a small mound of dirt, when mixed with mere drips from a sippy cup, could mix up a spa-like mud bath for two-year-old. In short: kids ... » Learn More about Keep Your Car Clean…Even With the Kids Inside!
I’m Grateful, Not Sorry
I used to be one. A chronic apologizer. I hadn’t noticed how often I uttered the words I'm sorry until a friend called me on it: “Why do you always say you’re sorry?! Haven't the women who came before us apologized enough?” Huh. So I stopped. And you know what I realized? My “I’m sorry’s” were ... » Learn More about I’m Grateful, Not Sorry
If You’re Gonna Spew, Spew Into This…
There are few things worse than vomit remnants stuck precariously in carseat crevices. I once used dozens of Q-tips to thoroughly clean the various nooks and crannies of my son's 5-point harness seat after he, the Olive Garden, and a long drive home came to blows. Are you sufficiently grossed ... » Learn More about If You’re Gonna Spew, Spew Into This…