Hello, lovely readers! I’m having a fantastic day. My baby boy, the one who brings me fistfuls of leaves every day, snuggles up to me whenever I sit anywhere, and has literally written me so many love letters that we can’t keep paper in the house for more than a week, has just turned six.
Hopefully, all of your children can name at least 1 character from a book, movie, or television show whom they absolutely adore. These are your Nemos, your Boo Boos, your Harry Potters. All of the 101 Dalmatians.
You can’t help but root for these guys. They’re so earnest and good natured. Your kids love them. You love them. Everyone’s happy.
The characters in this list, however, are none of those things.
This is going to be a controversial post. Many of you will disagree with me. Some will be offended. I’m sorry, but this just has to be said: ketchup does not belong on hot dogs.
Are you on Pinterest? Who isn’t? Pinterest is the MOST powerful social media tool for mamapreneurs. Whether you are a
What is your parenting superpower? Find out with a series of “Would you rather” questions. As moms, we have to
The other day, I took my 2 boys grocery shopping at Aldi. The second we got in the car, R announced, “I don’t want to go to Aldi!”
“Sorry, Bud,” I said. “We have to.”
“Nooooo!” he wailed from the back seat. I simply drove.
When we arrived at Aldi, I grabbed my purse and my shopping bags, pulled the baby from his car seat, and stood by the open van door waiting on R. “Come on, Buddy. Let’s go.”
“I’m not going!”
“You have to,” I said.
“No I don’t!”
“Fine. Come on in when you’re ready.” A power struggle with a 5-year-old isn’t really my thing, so I walked off toward the store. And just like I knew he would, R followed me. (At a distance. He had to save face, obvs.)
I bet you thought you already knew how to fold a shirt. I did too! It wasn’t until I assigned the task to my 8-year-old that I learned I’d been doing it ALL WRONG. You see, I’d thought the thing to do to get the task going was to, you know, pick up a shirt. (Or something along those lines. I’m still working it out in my head.)
But no. As I learned today, there are many, many more steps involved before any part of your human flesh can actually touch the laundry.
So, here they are, the 13 steps to folding a shirt, according to my 8-year-old daughter:
Dear sexy men in the tuxedo swim briefs,
Oh, hello. Is this seat taken? Excuse my girlish giggling. I came across your photos in a Shinesty ad that Facebook dropped into my newsfeed, and I couldn’t help but stare.
My oldest daughter is back with another video! This one will give you SUPER helpful information on how to find safe drinking water when you’re out in the wilderness.