Sydney, 5, and I were at the park. It was unseasonably warm here in Michigan and we were playing outside. “Do you know what ‘whore’ is?” she asked me. Uh…. What? Uh…. Did she just say “whore”? She must have noticed I was stymied. “You know,” she continued. “Like ‘whore’ movies? They’re scary.” Ooooohhhhh. Horror. [Read More]
Unsmart
I’m working on getting my 5-year-old to dress herself. I think I’m still hovering over her because she’s my youngest. My son Will, who’s now 9, was dressing himself from age 3 1/2 on simply because I had his baby sister to attend to. But it’s time to cut the apron strings! So the other [Read More]
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A Sibling Story (or what I called my brother after he pushed me)
Will, 9, pushed Sydney, 5. It was over something trivial. She got mad. “You’re a big butthead who doesn’t like chicken nuggets and doesn’t like yourself!” she yelled. So, there!
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Welcome Scary Mommy Readers!
Today I’m guest posting about my most embarrassing pregnancy side effect, vulvar varicosities, at ScaryMommy.com. If you’re visiting from Scary Mommy, welcome! My name is Katy and I was christened the “Experienced Bad Mom” by my friend Angie after everything I did wrong with my first child, Will, I started doing wrong with my second [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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The Bare Necessities
Sydney, 5, was hanging out in my bedroom the other day while I was changing my clothes. “Will I wear a bra one day?” she asked. “Yup,” I replied. “Which day? Saturday?” Ha!
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The Three Kings
“You’re so smart,” I gushed to my 5-year-old recently (Yes, I’m one of those annoying moms who thinks her kid is brilliant!) “You’re, like, the smartest person I know!” “I know 2 people who are smarter,” Sydney replied. “Two? Who are they?” “God and Jesus. Actually, they’re kings. And there’s a third king,” she told [Read More]
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The Interrogator
This is Sydney. She’s 5. She’s one tough cookie. She’s also smarter than I am. I’m usually reminded of that on a daily basis. Below I present two recent interactions with the girl I’m starting to call “The Interrogator”. Exhibit #1. Sydney wanted to build a fort out of pillow cushions and sleep there overnight. [Read More]
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Deep Thoughts from a 5-Year-Old
My family of 4 was sitting around the dinner table chatting about our day. I shared how my boss had been coughing all over me and my co-workers earlier. My boss was getting over a cold, but wasn’t trying to cover her mouth as she coughed on us. “Maybe she didn’t know?” suggested Will, 8. [Read More]
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What’s in a Name?
I was in the car with Sydney, 5, and we found ourselves discussing the Disney princesses. Mulan came up. “Mulan is a funny name,” said Sydney, wrinkling her nose. Eeek! My daughter’s a racist! I automatically thought in a split-second. She’s offensive to all Chinese people because she’s dissing Mulan’s name! I need to teach [Read More]
