• Mud in the Face

    I had a “Your a lousy parent who deserves to be berated by Dr. Phil” moment yesterday. The entire family was outside enjoying some fresh air. The boys were chasing the dog. I guess you could say my daughter was playing in the sandbox. She was actually throwing it over her shoulder. Then, I spied a pile of leaves under a bush. I am what some may call obsessive compulsive. I don’t have to flip the light switch a dozen times when I leave a room or line the soup cans in the cabinet. However, once I get an idea in my head I have to finish the task at…

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  • Um?

    Did I give birth to Jeffrey Dahmer? My soon to be 5-year-old demanded dessert and made a threat when I refused. “Give me a doughnut or I’m going to kill the dog.” He and my husband laughed. I have a sick sense of humor, but what the hell? Don’t serial killers start with Fido? It’s funny when he tells a knock, knock joke that doesn’t make any sense. I am even amused when he mispronounces words. I was horrified and called my mother for advice. Should I call a psychiatrist or exorcist? She insisted I was over reacting. After all, this is the same boy who worries if you are…

  • Unruly Passenger?

    Did you hear the story about the family that got kicked off a JetBlue flight because their toddler had a temper tantrum? I feel their pain. I’ve carried children out of stores kicking and screaming while people gawked like we were zoo animals. However, there are a rules you cannot break on airplanes. I’ve been on a flight when a child had a wicked fit. We were on our way home from a vacation in Orlando, Florida. I use the word vacation lightly. Although I love seeing my children happy these trips are more work than pleasure. After a week I had my fill of souvenir shops and Mickey Mouse.…

  • Pimp My Ride

    I love when the temperature is in the 60’s. I can play with the kids outside without my nipples standing at attention or having a hot flash . This afternoon, I took the little tikes for a ride in the wagon to the park. I felt like I was playing tug of war with the busted up sidewalks. We need Xzibit to Pimp Our Ride and get us some better wheels. There was quite the motley crew hanging around the jungle gym today. I could have done without the kid who crapped his pants. I am not sure if this tot was in a diaper, but I know that the…