My boss invited me and my colleagues to her lake house this weekend for dinner and time at the beach. Our families were invited, too. That meant my children had to behave. I gave them a good talking to before we arrived. There would be no talking about penises, butts, poop, pee, etc. The house [Read More]
Ode to my Butt
Scene: Inside a suburban home. Actors: a mom, 9-year-old son, and 6-year-old daughter -Scene opens- 6-year-old: Mom, your butt is jiggly. 9-year-old: No, it’s not. Mother responds with a look of relief. Secretly, she decides the 9-year-old is her favorite. 9-year-old: It’s not jiggly. It’s flat. Mother is perturbed. She does not have a favorite [Read More]
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My Universal Truths of Motherhood
Recently my 5-year-old was looking for a toy. She couldn’t find it anywhere. She described it down to the very last detail. I vaguely remembered it and then realized it was a toy she hadn’t played with in forever. It reminded me that there are certain universal truths of motherhood. These include: 1. The toy [Read More]
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Kids Hear the Darndest Things
Have you seen Oswald? He’s a blue octopus with his own show on Nick Jr. Sydney was watching an episode recently about Oswald and his friend taking a wagon full of trash to the dump. “Let’s take this to the dump,” Oswald said cheerfully at one point. My 9-year-old son looked up from his DSi [Read More]
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Toot Air Conditioning
While at the farmer’s market this weekend, the kids and I visited a stall selling artisan soap. There were many different soaps, all handmade with essential oils (ooooooo!). We picked up 3 samples for $1. I picked one scent and each of the kids picked one for themselves. This is Sydney’s sample. It smells like [Read More]
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Things I Regret Teaching My Children
I’ve heard Moms and Dads express regrets. That they didn’t enjoy the little things with their kids. That they yelled at their kids when they shouldn’t have. That they didn’t savor the time they had with their kids before they grew up so fast. Well, my regrets are a bit different. I regret teaching my [Read More]
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Deep Thoughts from an 8-Year-Old
On Monday, I shared my 5-year-old daughter’s deep thoughts. Today I’m happy (?!) to share my 8-year-old son’s deep thoughts. I’ve mentioned before that my son loves potty humor. Lately, he’s grown fond of blowing raspberries on his arm. Remember how cute it was to blow a raspberry on a baby’s belly? A 3rd grader [Read More]
