You guys! It’s been way too long! I have to tell you, for a while now I’ve been thinking my blogging days might be over. I… Read more “Since I’ve Been Gone”
The other weekend my daughter, who is 8, had a play-date with her best friend. It was an absolutely beautiful day out and Girl Scouts of Connecticut… Read more “Mom, Can I Take My Shirt Off?”
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I have to come to realize that we all have some type of madness lurking in our homes now, and am learning to just laugh about the insanity of it all So, here is what life is like in my house. Hopefully, you can relate.
“What’s wrong baby?”
“Mama, I need to poop.”
My first thought was literally, “Oh crap.”
We’ve all heard the African adage “It takes a village to raise a child.” It has taken an unfortunate turn of events to remind me that I need to thank the people in my children’s village and tell them how much they mean to us.
Call me crazy, but I’d rather travel the globe with my kids than take them to Disney.
Just as I know that their bad days are not reflective of who they are, they know the same is true for me. They see all the good and all the bad in me, on my best days and my worst, and still love me fiercely, wholly, and are ready to pounce on any one who dare criticize me … even when that critic is me.
…a funny thing happens as you get older (besides hangovers becoming more painful): you start to prioritize things differently.