Every night is roughly the same around here. I make dinner. The kids look at it and make wild protests that will not eat “compost” or “whatever this is”. My husband and I start in with the lying and the cajoling to get them to take at least a few bites. READ MORE
I hate to say it but I have done or said all of these to my daughter when she was younger....Read More
Here’s to you, because you make me feel okay…
Here’s to the mom whose kid is sporting a rat’s nest bed-head to the park. I like you. READ MORE
I’m not going to live forever. You might be reading this and thinking “duh” but those six words are hard to type. Like many people, I don’t like to think about my own mortality. It’s funny how we’re so reluctant to think about death because nobody lives forever…unless you’re a Cullen.
The hubs and I just bought a new mattress. It’s the memory foam kind that comes with a 40 year warranty. Forty years. I’m 48. By the time I need a new mattress, I’ll be pushing 90 and most people would see that as a good run. READ MORE
The day you become a mom is the day that you transition into becoming a bona fide adult. We’re supposed to embrace responsibility and let go of the things that kept us mired in our own childhoods. But those things...Read More