Just a non-exhaustive list of stuff that threatens my sanity, sometimes. Paper everywhere. I got my kids scissors. Ones with safe edges. Well, that was a lame idea. Because now they cut everything. And their friends come over and are like, “wait, what? you got scissors?” and then they cut everything, too. And then there are small… Continue reading Ultimate Enemies to Mom Sanity (part one)
People. As of last Friday around lunch time, I became a real life mom. Yeah sure, I pushed my first baby out 6.5 years ago, and then 3 more… But last week I packed a big ole lunch of pb&j’s and apple slices and water bottles and Annie’s Organic Bunny snacks (move over goldfish), and… Continue reading Kind of Hard
Long before I became a mom, I was in Target with my best friend and her two little crazies. They were 17 months apart and all boy. And I was a HUGE expert on being a mom. Especially being a mom at Target. This was odd because I wasn’t a mom yet. But never the… Continue reading To the Mom with the Crazy Kid
