Dear Ella, One day when you’re older, you might read this blog…and you’ll probably cringe just a little. Okay, maybe a lot. You’ll probably be embarrassed, but just remember, one day you’ll be lucky enough to have your turn at humiliating your own kids. (It’ll be as awesome as everyone tells you it is). […]
Confession: I get into arguments with my three year old. I wish I could say I was kidding. Some days, I find the inner strength to take the higher road, keep my voice calm and steady. “Love, I understand you’re upset, but you really need to take a nap.” Or, as I stealthily dodge a […]
It’s never a good sign when your daughter is already crying before she sets foot in your room at 6:25 a.m. Ella had clearly gotten up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. Which reminds me, I’d like to meet the person who coined the phrase, “the wrong side of the bed.” I’d […]
Okay, I’m doing this at the risk of coming across as “crunchy” as I know in my heart I actually am. But in reality, this re-post has nothing to do with being a hippie, zen parent, and more to do with acknowledging that every parent strives to be a happier/stronger/more sane/more fulfilled mommy or daddy […]
Dear Ella, We have not had the best day today. My mommy brain is trying desperately to understand what the big difference is between the clementine I handed you for a snack and the one you said you wanted. They are both orange. They are both round. They are the same size. Neither one of […]
One more day until we leave for the beach. “Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow…you’re only a day aWAYYYYY.” {Okay, moving on}. Every year, I make a list of the things we need for the beach. (Note that my definition of “need” and my husband’s definition vary slightly. Last year, he said, “what do we […]
You know those days when you sit on the floor with your kids while they play, and everyone has woken up from their naps in a sunny disposition, dinner is already in the crockpot and you just smile and say, “ahhhh…” Today isn’t one of those days. Matter of fact, today is the complete antithesis […]
When I was about 3, I decided to scribble a silver crayon all over the back of my parents dark orange corduroy couch. I was doing it a favor, I SWEAR. Consequently, that was one of the first spankings I ever remember getting… And now, 26-ish years later, I have a an artistic and extremely […]
I’m throwing in the towel. I’ve been letting far too many little things get to me. I suppose that everyone’s definition of “little” is different, but for me, it truly is the “little” things that drive me batty. ISFJ’s like myself love to have control- all the time, over everything. (A coincidence that I’ve dealt […]
“It was bound to happen sooner or later, I suppose.” I’ve heard this phrase a good many times since the kids were born. Maybe it’s just me, but I almost always have high expectations that either saying or hearing it will make me feel better, and I’m always sorely disappointed. And hey, speaking of “sore,”… […]
The Bug, the Bean {&the Bump} 