It’s funny how there are things in life you don’t know you need until you have them. Like for instance, an incing spreader. I used to frost cakes and cupcakes all the time with just a plain ole butter knife. But then my baking life changed EE-mensely when I got a handy dandy icing spreader….
WW – Typical Day, Not so Typical Night
I went to bed “uncharacteristically early” last night.. (guess the movie and you WIN! nothing but Miss Elaine-ous life kudos points)Therefore I did not post my usual WW post BEFORE I sacked out. The day was similar to many. Dropped one kiddo off at “summer” school… Took the other two to the gym day care…
How I Birthed and Fed My Babies, Judge Me NOT
I’ve read MANY posts on this topic or ones related to it since I’ve been blogging. But I don’t think I’ve ever put mine out there. Lately I’ve felt like I’ve been “judged” by the way I brought my children into this world and the way I’ve nourished their bodies. Not necessarily here but in…
Are Three Kids Too Many?
Tim left today for a ‘business trip’ in which he got to go back ‘home’ and see old co-workers and some family. And don’t even think about trying to find me to rob my house or anything, now that you know this because I have mean, scary neighbors with big guns. I don’t really know…
Mommy & Me Monday – Mother’s Day Edition
I was served breakfast in bed (yummy French toast, bacon and scrambled eggs with a glass of o.j.) and stayed there until 9:30, snuggling my baby girl. The boys were pretty good in church and after, we came home for lunch, and Tim made me a yummy grilled ham and swiss. The boys helped me…
A Mother Is… Alphabet Style
A Mother is…Adorned with the badges of motherhood.Laundress: CheckChauffeur: CheckCounselor: CheckChef:CheckPersonal Hygienist (i.e. toenail trimmer, bather): Check Beautiful. I don’t necessarily mean drop dead gorgeous (although many are). I just think any mother who is kind and loving to her children is beautiful.Conflicted. When we’re with our children sometimes we wish we were somewhere else….
It Was Kind of a Crazy Day
I left the gym tonight while it was dark and immediately hit the power lock. I looked in the back seat just to make sure I hadn’t locked someone in with me, instead of locked them out (paranoid much?). And that’s when I started laughing at the idea that anyone else could even FIT in…
I Couldn’t See…
We’ve been walking around the neighborhood almost every night with the kids in the last few weeks. Most of the time The B Man rides his too little for him “Thomas” bike while the baby and Little G go in the wagon. Some nights B doesn’t want to ride so in that case he and…
The Soundtrack of My Life
It’s the little boy laughter that echoes throughout the cavernous living room. It’s the music from the exer-saucer as baby’s hand smacks down. Is it something from the Baroque period? I’m not sure. It’s the swish of the washer and the tumble of the dryer. It’s the beeping of the microwave and the ice maker…
Who’s Your Baby?
When a baby is born out of our womb and comes into our lives there’s nothing else like it in the world. We’ve waited with so much anticipation for so many months to see their face and marvel at the miracle that is their tiny body. But even as we do, we don’t quite “know”…