I do remember them fondly, my college years. A mix of alcohol-induced dance sessions, running to get to class, hurried food runs to a dismal dining common, and stressing out over classwork, my college years were a good time. Honest. I made a few lasting friendships (one is now my youngest’s godmother), decided on my … More The top reasons why I would never go back to college
I see lots of evidence for it. Facebook posts of people with their kids, out to dinner, eating lots of sweets, whatever. And they wonder why their kids are big (yes, I am going to say that instead of the more obscene obese word). I don’t know if they actually care, to be honest. I … More I know where childhood obesity starts…
Yep, it was for number 2. Do I feel bad? Not really. At first I did, because I had to dig in the basement for decorations, and I asked my sister for her leftover decorations from my niece’s party (thank GOD she’s into Paw Patrol, too!) and I found some Mickey Mouse hats and napkins … More I’m not apologizing for the leftover birthday party I just threw.
This time, I am not talking about me. Or my kids. It’s about my kid’s teacher. For the past few months, my four year old has been waking up multiple times a night. Mostly crying, other times terrified of something that they can’t explain, and other times, just to ask to get their covers placed … More The Sleep Struggle
I found myself saying this to my youngest as they made silly faces to me at the dinner table. Backfired. They proceeded to continue doing that until they got out of control, and then I couldn’t rein them in again. Dinner resulted in a time out from crying, after me telling them no multiple times, … More “Aw, that’s so cute!”
I am sure you have seen the commercial out that the father and son are walking to the car with a trophy. The father looks at the trophy to see that it says “participants”. The father’s internal dialogue refers to the fact that his son was a champion, not a participant, and that they shouldn’t … More Champions vs. Participants