The minute I hit "publish" on my last post, which was admittedly seething with Debbie Downerisms, I was bothered by it. I'm not really a negative person (PROOF: this sign hangs in our foyer!): and I am ashamed that I allowed a small group of people and incidents to have such an impact on me. ... » Learn More about Karma Chameleon
Parenting
To Whom It May Concern
This is (a terrible picture of) my daughter's bib: The bib is funny because it's so appropriate for her, but it's only funny because she's a toddler. When I took it out of the washing machine this morning, I couldn't help but think of all of the adults I know who could fittingly rock this ... » Learn More about To Whom It May Concern
REALLY?!
Today was a perfect reminder of why I named my blog Really?! I took the kids to see Zach at work and almost immediately regretted it. Normally I regret public appearances because a kid has soiled him/herself and the stench is unbearable. Other times it's because I forgot to tweeze my uni-brow and ... » Learn More about REALLY?!
Choices
Earlier this afternoon, Brady refused to nap. He was exhausted from a busy morning of playing outside, a 6-block walk to the park, and the 85 degree day helped to sap the last ounce of energy from his little body. Yet, he would. Not. Sleep. During Intervention #1, when I went into his room to refill ... » Learn More about Choices
How to Write a Rap Song: A Gift for Bad Muthas
I received sloppy kisses and a gift certificate for a day of pampering at the spa from my kids and husband, respectively, this morning for Mother's Day. I opened adorable crayon-scribbled cards with kind, loving words that reached from the pages and tugged at my heartstrings. I stood in church with ... » Learn More about How to Write a Rap Song: A Gift for Bad Muthas