“Hey! How is homeschool going?” Such an innocent question. And yet, there are so many not-so-innocent words I want to throw out in response.
Today, we had a guy from Sears come out to look at our washer. It’s not agitating, draining, or spinning,
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.
Since I started blogging, I have talked to so many people who have told me, “I’d love to start a blog! I have so many ideas about fitness/fashion/parenting/crafting/name-your-topic, and I think I could really help people! The only problem is, I’m not so sure about my writing skills.”
The good news is, writing is a skill that can be learned, honed, and not-quite-perfected-but-close. (You’re not a real writer until you’ve learned to obsess over words and paragraphs, never quite feeling like the piece is done until you hit a deadline and have to just STOP TINKERING AND SUBMIT THE THING ALREADY!)
With that in mind, I’ve decided to start a new series on my blog called Writerly Wednesdays. My intention is to help bloggers improve their writing skills to make your posts as engaging, entertaining, and un-put-downable as possible.
I want to warn you, before you read any further, that this will not be my typical, dumb humor post. I won’t be telling you some sarcastic, relatable story about a time that my kids did something aggravating, then toss in some “funny” so that you can walk away with the feeling that this is all normal, lighthearted stuff.
If you want to maintain the illusion that my life is perhaps a bit chaotic, certainly full of hard work, but at the end of the day we can all hug it out like an “aw shucks” moment on a family sitcom, you should probably stop reading now.
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.
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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.