I have a free subscription to Working Mother and I have to say, this magazine makes me feel like a bad mom! I find this ironic since I am a working mom. Actually, I’m in that weird nebulous space between working full-time outside the home and being a full-time stay-at-home mom. See, I work 3 [Read More]
Bad mom
Last week we were lucky enough to spend time in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Fun! The day we left, though, I felt like God judged me for being a bad mom. Our plane was not until 5 pm at night on Wednesday. I decided to take Wednesday off and get stuff done around [Read More]
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Guest Post from Another Bad Mom
So this week I am honored to have a guest post — ha! Actually, the story I am about to share is true, and happened to a friend of mine, but out of respect for her I will not share her identity. Just know that she is a fabulous working mom with a very important, [Read More]
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Time to play, time to work
I overheard Sydney talking to one of her baby dolls the other day and it almost broke my heart! She often talks to her dolls the way her Dad or I talk to her. “It’s okay” she’ll say as she rocks them or “Go night-night.” Things like that. Well this time I heard her say [Read More]
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EMERGENCY (not really)
We got an email from Will’s kindergarten that there had been a small electrical fire in the building. It was quickly contained and caused minimal smoke damage to a closet. This email made me remember that I am part of the emergency phone fan out committee for Will’s class. In the event of an unexpected [Read More]
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Do as I say, not as I do
Here are 2 examples of “Do as I say, not as I do!” First, I got up from the couch to get something and when I returned Will had stretched out on the whole couch. “Move,” I said. “No” he replied. “Excuse me?” “You didn’t say ‘Please move’”. Busted! My second example is a guest [Read More]
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Still more about poop…
Will and Chad were in the basement playing floor hockey. It sounded like they were having a good time. Suddenly, Will raced upstairs because he wanted to wear his Michigan hockey jersey. “I want a jersey, too”, said Sydney. So I told her to go tell her Dad. She plodded downstairs and I overheard the [Read More]
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Clean up on Aisle 9
I had taken Will with me to the grocery store for my weekly shopping trip. Of course, he wanted candy and toys, but he was also prone to crashing the basket, getting in and out of the basket a thousand times, and running down the aisle and around the corner where I couldn’t see him [Read More]
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Shut up vs. Butthead
This morning Will woke up cranky. He came out of his bedroom to see me already sitting on the couch. “Mom! I’m supposed to get up first!” “I’m sorry,” I replied. “Doodee (our cat) woke me up. He kept meowing and meowing at me. I finally said, ‘Shut up, Doodee!’” “Mom, shut up is a [Read More]
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Mr. Moneybags
“Mom, take this and put it away” my 5-year-old said. I looked down and saw a damp nickel pressed into my palm. “What’s this?” I asked. “My money,” said Will. I knew he did not have any money on him that day at Disneyworld. I looked from him to the fountain where we had just [Read More]
