The sit…you’ve earned it now go claim it

These days, living with 5 kids is sort of like living in a frat house, or what I would imagine living in a frat house to be, based on my time in college visiting quite a few of them. It’s loud, there is a lot of yelling and mayhem and mess and everyone is always…

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(Legal) Child Labor

Our family room couch rarely ceases to hold my electronic-yielding children. There are semi-permanent impressions of their rear ends in their favorite spots. If the wrong child lands in the wrong butt print, there is major trouble. I’m serious – like World War III kind of trouble. I often wonder how they can hold their…

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What Your Kids Really Think of You {Life through Sam Colored Glasses}

“Mom! Look! It’s the most persect car ever!” (Not a typo, Sam pronounces “perfect” as “persect”. While we are on the topic does anyone else feel like crying when their babies start to pronounce words RIGHT? I still haven’t gotten over Ellie switching from “jum” to “gum” and she’s 14. I love little kid speak…

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Curse the Red Cart

Curse the red cart. Seriously, the cart has magical powers. Some wicked marketing genius cast a spell on every woman whose hands land upon that darn handle. It can’t be just me. Target carts send me into some dizzy spending tizzy during which I have zero willpower and spend with wild abandon. At one point…

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