I dropped the F-bomb in front of the kids this weekend. Oops. Hope they aren’t scarred for life. This was all brought on because Will was doing a plethora of things he shouldn’t have been doing: 1) He climbed on the furniture2) He climbed on me sitting on the furniture on which he had just [Read More]
Beer Princess
This one falls under the domain of my husband, Experienced Bad Dad! He was putting Sydney to sleep the other night when they had the following conversation about his t-shirt. Sydney asked,“What’s that say?” pointing to the lettering on his shirt. “Lienengugel’s” he says. (It’s a beer, and no, I didn’t spell it correctly) Sydney [Read More]
He’s Just Not That Into You
Recently I watched the movie “He’s Just Not That Into You”. I thought it was okay. The women were portrayed as whiny and needy, and the men came across as dogs. Then I realized I was sort of the maternal version. Because after I sent out Will’s birthday party invitations, I was OBSESSED with checking [Read More]
Experienced Bad Dad
In honor of Father’s Day yesterday, here’s a little story of a conversation I just had with Will (soon to be 6 years old!). Will: You have to be 100 to die right? Me: You mean, 100 years? Will: Ya. That’s old right? Me: Well, a lot of people who are 100 years old may [Read More]
Redemption!
A while back I posted a story about Sydney playing with her baby dolls and saying, “I can’t play with you right now. I have to go to work!” Well, after this weekend I feel much better about that. Sydney brought two baby dolls to Will’s baseball game to keep herself entertained. On the sidelines [Read More]
Conversations with a 5-year-old
I apologize for not sharing so much of my badness lately. The whole bus incident where Will and friends were talking about their penises and butts took me for a loop! Maybe I really am a bad mom. Anyway, I digress. Here for your amusement is the latest conversation I had with Will. Will: When [Read More]
Bad words
-A picture of my innocent baby boy- This is a recent interaction I had with Will, my 5-year-old son. Me: Will, you love to talk about your butt. Stop it. Will: Nu uh. I love to talk about my butt AND my penis. So nice to be corrected! Is it any wonder I got a [Read More]
My poor son
I was out running errands with Will this weekend. I realized I needed to dash into CVS quickly and pick up some feminine care products, if you know what I mean. I figured he would be fine with me for 1 second while I picked out my necessities and then I’d let him look through [Read More]
Yup, you guessed it. Still more about poop!
There are at least a couple instances in this story where I should have made different, need I say better, decisions in my role as mother. Sydney was a bit feisty last night about going to bed. I rocked her a few minutes and put her in her crib, but I wasn’t going to spend [Read More]
Walking and Talking
We have a single driveway at our house so often one of us parks on the street. I was parked there on Saturday and in a rush to get to the Rec Center to see Will’s opening day ceremony for baseball. I started down the driveway and Sydney followed slowly behind me, in that languid [Read More]
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