I am living in a perpetual hell. HELL, I tell you! What the heck happens to this child when it’s time to brush her teeth! It’s like a rodeo no cowboy can win! In our house, we have thrashing, arms waving, kicking, screaming, and crying. It’s awful! It’s the worst part of my day. I… Continue reading Brushing Toddler Teeth Sucks and Other Fairy Tales
Currently: 01. I’m baking Banana Bread. Never done that before. I got the recipe out of Bon Appetit. If it’s good, I’ll post the recipe and a picture. If the author is a big, fat liar and it isn’t the most wonderful banana bread in the world, I’ll let ya know. 02. My husband is… Continue reading Being All Domestic
Some randomness for this Sunday: I have discovered the BEST Krispy Kreme Donut in the world! For a limited time (I promise they’re not paying me) you can get a Strawberry Cruller. If you’ve already heard of them, feel free to go on to my next point. If not, GET IN YOUR CAR RIGHT NOW! They… Continue reading Sunday Sum-It-Up
I’ve hit a topic block at this moment. Funny things happen and then I forget them as quickly as they come in. SO! I’ve decided to share something with you that I call my “Funny Journal” or “Blackmail Journal”… whatever helps you sleep at night. And just in case you think I’m making this up,… Continue reading The Journal
Some kind of creature has infested my child and turned her into an emotional, screaming, impossible-to-make-happy tyrant! I LOVE this child with all of my heart, but I’m one whiney “No” away from putting her in the pack and play and leaving her to fend for herself! Not really, so don’t call DSS. Sometimes she is so sweet that… Continue reading It’s Been A Couple of Those Days
If you’ve got a little bouncing, bald-headed baby girl, don’t sweat it! It’ll grow one day. Just keep rubbing that head. If you dress her in pink and she’s still called “Little Fella” at the store, don’t sweat it! Some people are just special. If the only distinguishable way you can make people believe she’s… Continue reading Don’t Sweat Your Girl
I’ve decided that around my daughter’s 5th birthday, I’m going to go ahead and hang a picture of my stretch marks in her bedroom. You probably think that’s way out in left field, but I have a method to my madness. I’ve noticed lately that kids are a little different than they were when I… Continue reading That’s Why!