It’s that simple. It was one of those days. I had finally planned my acupuncture appointment that I set out to do once a month and end up going once a year. I love getting those little needles stuck in every stress knot in my body, and I feel like Gumby for a month afterwards. It’s a sick little piece of heaven for me. And this week, for the third week in a row, my children have traded off sicknesses. I’m over it, way over it. I’ve cancelled about four engagements/appointmen...
As we were exiting the car at Staples the other day, my two boys and our friend, who happens to be Chinese… the kids were playing with a phone I had given my 5 year...
which most of the time I think is a big fat freaking hoax. But I love the philosophy, so I continue ...
That would make me feel much too anal. But it has not gone unnoticed that the number of pieces of little boys' pants that die a death by holing (hole—ing, the word hole, used as a verb) is more than the average demographic—in my house and possibly yours. There are days I pull not one but two items from a single load of laundry that have the likes of bullet holes through their fragile material. And with the number of times I’ve seen Toy Story and it...
It’s been hard for him to ...
but...
the monkey, George, that is, Curious freaking George, is going to run away… and to do something, something exceptionally horrific like starting a fire or flying through the air on balloons or jumping off a ship on the way home from Africa. Oh, about tha...
(I am allowed to have an opinion here.) I felt some normalcy around naked familyness. I think I just like the freedom of it, the idea that I don’t have to worry about one more thing being potentially inappropriate...
I couldn’t wait. Well, i...
And we have been known to give up a walk at the thought of carrying him or hearing his whining for the length of the walk. And as ...
We went shopping today. And it’s my own fault. I took the kids to the park for ONLY a couple hours this morning, they played with a friend and her kids, running and jumping, yelling and climbing… We rode the little train, fed the ducks, climbed the rocks. So it seemed like the perfect time to run them through my retail shopping trip at the nearby Outlet Shops. I rarely look forward to shopping by myself, but it’s even less fun with my two little boys. I told them it would be f...
But I write one down and then another pops up and another and another. And I keep wondering when I’ll get tired of them. I don’t! When will t...
Now the worst part of this is that I am always talking to every teacher of my seven year old, since he was two years old. He will always be one of those kids that doesn’t fit the mold. In short, he is very bright, and he has a lo...
My husband and I have been married for ten years this August. So we decided that we had to celebrate. And as many of you may or may not know, traveling is my favorite adventure. I live for living outside my world and immersing in someone else’s. It doesn’t even have to be far away, but I have become somewhat addicted to experiencing cultures in third world countries and understanding cultures, people different than I. And since my husband has been talking about climbing Machu Picchu f...
I'm an event planner. Dinner parties, football parties, weddings, bar mitzvahs, you name it- I'm in the middle of planning it. When I found out my husband and I were headed down to my brother in law's house in Austin...
When the night before the day after-you find yourself in a tizzy, trying to get homework done---a little more than usual and forget to read the little reminder, When you put the kids to bed before they change into their pajamas because bedtime has already passed and it will take too long to coerce a bedtime ritual, When, in the morning, your child finds the ONE pair of school pants that has a little red paint on them, and you just didn’t throw them away beca...
We have a furnished home, as many citizens of the world do. Yesterday morning, my 4 year old comes screaming bloody murder into the bathroom, while I am preening for the day’s activities. My, that sounds so feminine, doesn’t’ it—if I was a bird, an...
