Welcome To Time Out “Welcome To Time Out” Mom Version of Taylor Swifts “Welcome to New York” I find that I sing this tune very frequently in my home. Please feel free to sing along while you send your sweet child to time-out. Welcome to your room, Mom slams the […]
Hold on to your panties, everybody, because I am giving shit away! That’s right. I am looking to give one lucky lady or fella a $25 gift certificate to Zazzle and one month free advertising on this here website or in that there weekly newsletter of mine. (Are you subscribed? […]
The following story is republished from A Day in Our Shoes. What do you think? 9 truths that the anti-vaxxers need to come clean about~time to get honest with yourselves I wasn’t going to write about this. Then we had a minor scare with my friend Lindsay’s little boy last […]
1. “Raising kids is part joy and part guerrilla warfare.” -Ed Asner 2. “It’s so awful, attacking your child. It’s the worst thing I know, to shout loudly at this 50 lb being with his huge trusting brown eyes. It’s like bitch-slapping E.T.” -Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on […]
[nextpage title=”Page 1″ ] Many parents experience angst and uncertainty at their children’s major life transitions, from potty training to those first days of pre-school. For us, transitioning our toddler from his crib to a big kid bed was akin to mastering astrophysics in under a week. We had absolutely […]
My husband and I grew up in relatively conservative families. Our parents went to church every Sunday, made sure we ate dinner together every night, and, most importantly, waited until they were married to live with each other. So when my husband and I announced we would be moving out […]
Originally Published by Michelle Grewe at Crumpets and Bollocks Today is just a day about the period. Period. There were more references to a woman’s cycle made today than I’m sharing in this post, but I think it’s important we take the useful information and apply it to our lives. […]
Originally Published by Amy Hunter on The Outnumbered Mother After three kids, I’m pretty sure I’ve blocked out the myriad of stupid situations and random disasters that come with raising sons. Because, if I were to have a crystal-clear recollection of it all, I’d be occupying a padded room somewhere. […]