It was the last day of summer break and I wanted to do something with my kids. I wanted to give them some undivided attention. Something to break up the monotony of being on their screens all day.
I love the little buggers even though they mostly drive me nuts. I often look at them and am in awe of their amazingness. The more they grow up the more I”m impressed with what they’ve learned, who they’re becoming, and how responsible and kind they are. I love them more than life itself. Therefore I want them never to suffer. Ever. At all. But that’s impossible.
Back-to-school shopping. It’s at once exciting and terrifying. And for the same reason.
If camping alone is hard work, why go camping with kids?
Because it’s fun!
Parenting. We love it but we hate it. It’s impossible but we wouldn’t give it up for the world. We miss them being little but we are so glad they can wipe their own butts.
When things get really heated, feelings are hurt, emotions are running high, and nothing you do or say can get them to stop going at each other’s throats, there’s one thing I do that stops it in it’s tracks.
This week what I did right was this: I swallowed my pride and let my teenage son dunk me in the pool (well, try to). Even though I didn’t want him to mess up my hair or makeup.
Since I became a mom 17 years ago, I find myself saying the same things over and over and over again. Like, a lot. All the freaking time. There are things that I always say as a mom that I just keep on repeating and probably will until the day I die because only moms […]
Whenever an article about raising children advises that we hug our teenagers more – I inwardly cringe.
“Oh, we danking? We danking??” J-Dog (14) asked me this the other night as I browsed a humor board on Pinterest and laughed my head off. He originally thought I was laughing about something he and his brother were doing, but shockingly I was not paying attention to them in the least. It was past the general family “bedtime” […]