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]
Share this:
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]
Share this:
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]
Share this:
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]
Share this:
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]
Share this:
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]
Share this:
Working Mother
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]
Share this:
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]
Share this:
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]
