It turns out there is a genetic component to bad parenting. That’s right, I inherited my bad parenting skills from my own parents! Here’s the story: A few days ago, my parents sent each of my kids a Valentine’s Day card. How nice. Except that Will’s card was scandalous! And disgusting. Here is the front: [Read More]
Valentime’s Day
Happy Valentine’s Day! Or, as my son Will pronounces it, Happy Valentime’s Day! His first grade teacher recently sent home instructions about Valentine’s Day. Every kid gets a card, if you buy candy, read the labels for allergies, etc. BUT – the note also declared “Please have your child write out the Valentine’s. It means [Read More]
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Makeover!
Both of my readers may notice something new upon visiting my blog. That’s right, I got a blog makeover! Many thanks to Krystyn at Krizzy’s Designs for helping me get my Blog on. She was great to work with and gave my blog a fun look (to match all the funny things I share!) Interested [Read More]
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Fish Sticks, Schmish Sticks
I saw a commercial over the weekend that sent a message–loud and clear–that you are a bad mom if you serve a certain brand of fish sticks. It’s a commercial for Van de Kamp’s fish sticks. A little girl, maybe 3 or 4, is served fish sticks by her mother. The little girl notices somehow [Read More]
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Martha and Murray
Yesterday I asked Will, age 6, what he learned about in Sunday School. “Martha and Murray,” he replied. I giggled. “Who?” I asked, trying to make sure I heard him right. “Martha and Murray,” he answered again. Now I know he meant “Martha and Mary”, the sisters who were friends of Jesus. I think it’s [Read More]
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Tooter Time
We were in the car the other day when we drove by Tutor Time childcare center. “Look!” cried Will. “It says Tutor Time! Hee hee!” “Sydney,” he continued. “That sign says Tutor Time! Toot toot tutor time!” “Tooter time!” shouted Sydney. Then they dissolved into hysterical laughing. I tried to turn it into a teaching [Read More]
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Sanitation Engineer?
Sydney has really taken to checking the cat’s litter box every day. “Oooo,” she squealed this morning. “He’s poopy!” She holds the plastic bag while I scoop the poop and pee chunks out of the litter box. After about 4 clumps were in the bag this morning, she shouted, “Look! It’s a party!” How could [Read More]
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Poor second child
That’s it. I really suck at motherhood. I lost the Post-it from Sydney’s 3 year checkup with all her vital information on it. You know, her height and weight and what percentile she is. Her baby book needs this stuff, folks! I thought about leaving her baby book blank for the 3 year slot. Just [Read More]
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Manners Time
Perfect moms raise perfect children with perfect manners. Bad moms try their best. I think we’re getting a handle of “Please”, “Thank you”, and “Excuse me” around here. I’ve also stressed to my body-part lovin’ kids that we should say “toot” instead of “fart”. So far, so good, I thought. But the other day Sydney [Read More]
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My Blueberry Thrill
First, let me wish both my blog readers a happy 2010! Second, I am thankful that the children I am raising via my poor parenting skills seem relatively unscathed by 2009 (swear words, potty words and a few other misadventures aside!) I’ll start 2010 with a recent tale from the dinette. Will was eating his [Read More]
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