Blissful Saturday to You! Day 10 of the 31 Day Challenge
Happy Saturday! We are still in clean up mode from being sick. SO PLEASE REMEMBER TO STAY HOME IF YOU ARE ILL!!!! We don’t need to see you anytime soon! The laundry is calling me! If you missed the vomit non-sense I am reposting it here! May your floors be sticky and your calling ordained.…
31 Days of Stuff I Wish You’d Stop Saying: Day 9 “Watch this…”
“Watch this…” And the worst parent in the world award goes to…. Drum roll…. Me. Thank you, thank you… I try. And I do try. I promise. I love being a mom. Someone said to me, “Oh my! Starting over with babies in your forties!?!?!?! You know you’ll never retire.” My response to this is,…
The Vomit Blog: “We’ve been up all night vomiting…”
“We’ve been up all night vomiting…” I have been up all night… vomiting. I address vomit in my manuscript. Two to three chapters are dedicated to my contempt for the stomach bug, and I know I am supposed to save a lot of my material for the book, but oh well. The first publisher I…
31 Days Stuff I Wish You’d Quit Saying: Day 6 “When will you have children?”
When will you have children? I think as a general rule we should answer this question with this statement: “Stay out of my womb.” You may be getting tired of me saying this, but it’s my blog and you’re not the boss of me so, I am going to say it: Your identity is in…
I Wish You’d Stop Saying: “I watch you sleep…”
I Wish You’d Stop Saying: “I watch you sleep…” Have you seen the movie or just the commercial with the creepy demonized kid crawling up the wall? I think this image is more terrifying to moms than anyone. The idea that your toddler could run from you – up onto the ceiling; I’d give up…
31 Days Stuff I Wish You’d Stop Saying: Day 5 “I watch you sleep…”
Pictures in our mind burned there by horror stories. We were afraid.
31 Things I Wish You’d Stop Saying: Day 3 “I Cant…”
I can’t argue with him. I can’t take him to library time in this get-up, or lack there-of. I can’t get enough coffee in me to make it to nap time. I can’t chase “baaman” and the naked boy wonder. I can’t finish my blog posts. I can’t register the 17-year-old for the PSAT. I can’t run another forgotten lunch to the school. I can’t face make-up, and I can’t face dealing with my hair. I can’t face the gym. I can’t face another meatloaf. I can’t get the bills mailed. I can’t believe the number on the scale. I can’t sign up for Weight Watchers… again. And I can’t open the sippy cup I just found under the bed, it is moving and has a pulse. I just can’t.
31 Days of Stuff I Wish You’d Stop Saying: Day 2 “My Child Would Never…”
“Oh, my word! Suzy is such a hick. ‘Ashley won’t wear shoes.’ Puh-lease! Just put shoes on the child. Who is in charge in this relationship?”
Stuff I Wish You’d Quit Saying: “When are you due?”
Stuff I Wish You’d Quit Saying: “When are you due?” Welcome! And Happy October to you! This is day ONE of a fun little challenge I entered, and I had the hardest time deciding what I could blog about 31 times. I prayed and studied and went through some old posts… and then it hit…
And Then a Riot Broke Out in Target!
I was dropping Sophie (our 13-year-old) at piano lessons, and one of the toddlers said, “bye-bye Bobbie! I wub you. Dank du!” Another toddler responded, “No! Bebe, you using da wrong WORBS! It’s bye-bye GOGIE! And you don’t say dank you to her. She didn’t gib you nuffin’…”
The wrong words.
I had 126 messages this morning when I woke up. An Open Letter to My Children has gone out into the cyber world and had itself a heck of a run. This morning it had been viewed 500,000 times on Word Press. It was republished on For Every Mom and has been shared over 7,000 times on that site. And while some of you may think that is a crying shame let me use my words to say a few things.