This is for all the moms out there who are suffering from the mom guilt. We all have it. So whether your house hasn’t been cleaned since there was snow on the ground, you gave in and let your toddler eat goldfish and a cookie for breakfast, you don’t have your kid signed up for dance class,…
Let me tell you a story about a little girl. This little girl was about two or three years old when her parents were trying to teach her how to write her name. This little girl happened to have her daddy wrapped tightly around her little finger, so naturally had the promise of a brand new…
Poor Little Boo really had her world turned upside down yesterday. She had a doctor’s appointment to check up on her weight because she’s so darn skinny and that sneaky doctor managed to get me to tell her that LB was still drinking her almond milk out of a bottle. She drinks everything else out…
So about two weeks ago, PR was abducted by aliens, but {spoiler alert} they have returned her and all is well. Have I mentioned before that mornings just do not go well for me? In case you don’t know, they do not. Not at all. I know how lucky I am that my girls are not early…
I’ve been really tired lately. Most likely because I’ve been power-watching The Walking Dead for the past two weeks which involves some pretty late nights. But I’m committed to catching up, you know? I just keep telling myself I’m exhausted because work is crazier than usual and when I’m not at work, I’m wrangling a…
Me: “Little Boo, are you gonna come to the grocery store with me?” LB: “Yeah, I come too! I help!” Me: “What should we buy today? Can you ask Daddy what he wants for dinner?” LB: “I want cake!” Me: “You want cake? We can’t have cake for dinner. Can you ask Daddy what he…
“Little Boo, don’t kick the cat!! That’s NOT nice” This is what I heard the Original Boo saying very sternly to Little Boo in the other room. I was in the kitchen; the only person with enough patience to sit through Princess Rapunzel’s incredibly drawn out dinnertime. It’s amazing how much more slowly you eat…
You know that feeling when you are so tired and can’t even imagine cooking or preparing any food, so you decide to go out to eat? It’s so nice and relaxing. Maybe you are with your husband/significant other/friend/etc. and you have a drink, choose whatever you want to eat from a vast array of things that…
I know what you’re thinking, but no… No, I have not recently been named the next new spokesperson for all things denim. I just write what pops into my head and evidently, I’ve got jeans on the brain! But there’s a story here, so stay with me. Tonight I’m taking you back. All the way…
Little Boo turned two just over a week ago and when I took her in for her two year checkup, I started to come to a startling realization: my baby is not actually a baby anymore. Gasp!!! I’m not sure what gave it away, but it might have had something to do with the smoldering…
Two Three Or Not Two Three... 