Category Archives: family

Happy Easter

Happy Easter, friends! We’re preparing for a busy weekend here. Hope you have a great holiday. Enjoy your weekend. Related Posts:The Magic of EasterchristmasBunnies, Jesus, and Food Poisoning A1 Christmas

The Girl is 4

What do you want for your birthday? “A bike, another bike, a bear, a big bear, a giraffe, a huge one, and everything.” For my daughter’s 4th birthday we are celebrating with a bowling party. There will be bumper pads, bowling shoes, children, cake, presents, and most likely some sort of foot fungus. A far cry…

Things I’ve said this Week

Ohhh, the things I say in a week.. looking back I really shake my head. “Please stop kicking my vagina.” “No, we do not put blankets over the cat’s face.” “I’ve asked you before not to lick the garbage can.” “Oral hygiene is great but you do not need to brush your teeth four times…

Giveaway Bin

The box was filled to the top and overflowing with bright pinks and white’s, stripes and polk-a-dots, and ruffle bums. Tiny shoes that I couldn’t believe ever fit her feet, bloomers that were missing their counterparts, and dresses that would be shirts on her now. I started going through it days ago but had to…

To the Aquarium #iPPP

This past weekend we took our daughter to the Ripley’s Aquarium! We were packed, our friend’s picked us up, and we were off to the big city!! There were warnings that the crowds would be big, the lines would be long, and we may lose our children in the chaos. But we thought, “It’s WORTH…

All of the Babies

So you’ve decided not to have anymore children. For whatever reason. Maybe you have enough. Maybe you’ve HAD enough. Maybe you’re blessed and your heart is full and you are happy with the number you’re at, or you’re like me and you’re heart wants more, just one, please, but that’s not happening so you’re adjusting,…

Mom Super Powers Gone Wrong

When super powers backfire…. Her: Mommy, I can’t get this play doh out! Me: I can help Her: No you can’t. It’s too hard. Me: I can, I have super powers. Her: What kind. Me: Mom super powers. Her: Yah? Me: Yup, when you become a mom you get them. Her: What sort? Me: Like…

The Swaying of my Soul

Her legs drape over my lap where they used to tuck in perfectly, and her head slides down to the crook of my arm instead of up on my shoulder where she used to tuck it. She cries tears of exhaustion and we’ve left her room and have resorted to rocking. The grey plush blanket…

Dreaming of Unicorns

Each night I slide softly into my side of the bed, snuggle down deep into the covers, pull them up to my chin, stick one leg out and drift off to sleep. Ha. Who are we kidding. I wish that’s how I went to sleep. But I’m bipolar so sleep is like the unicorn everyone…