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Just Laugh

All the boxes and bags had been ripped and torn open on Christmas morning. Toys were scattered along the floor ready to be played with for the first timeā€¦and what does my child gravitate to first? The $2 whoopee cushion from his stocking. (You know, the bag you blow up and when squeezed or sat… Continue reading Just Laugh

Me, Mommy

Why There’s Not an Elf on My Shelf

Are you sitting down? This confession is pretty big: We don't have a Christmas elf that visits our house. Go ahead, call me a Grinch, a Scrooge, a party pooper. Get it over with, I'll wait. Are you done? Ok, good. I'll explain my reasons now. First, I know there are moms on both sides… Continue reading Why There’s Not an Elf on My Shelf

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Pumpkin Eyes

Pumpkin carving. A tradition I fondly remember from childhood that I'm now passing on to my offspring. Such warm, cozy thoughts of picking out just the right pumpkin to dissect. It needs to be round, but tall. A long stem, but not too curved. No bumps or warts or dents. We ask a lot from… Continue reading Pumpkin Eyes

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Midnight Flossing

I'm not a cool mom. I came to terms with it long ago, I'm no longer sad about it, life will go on. I was cool back in my younger days. I had tons of friends and knew about everything going on. Lies. That's all lies. I've always been oblivious to all that is cool.… Continue reading Midnight Flossing

Me, Mommy

Sweet Dreams

First of all, I'm not promoting or discouraging co-sleeping/ bed-sharing. I respect whatever decision any family makes about it! Before I had kids, I never really thought about them sleeping in my bed. Then when they came along, I added it to my list of things to research and decided it was something I was… Continue reading Sweet Dreams

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Eight Isn’t Great

Many people have fears. They can be anything from fear of heights or roller coasters or failure or death or leaving their house and a thousand things between. If someone happens to have a fear others don't understand, it can feel isolating. I have many fears. There's one that affects me more than others though.… Continue reading Eight Isn’t Great

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Rough Ride

We made it to Fall break. Celebrate! The weeks flew by so fast, it scares me to think how quickly the next few years will go. I refuse to think about that right now. I sat through the grueling pick up line, just moments away from the start of our fun week. I had everything… Continue reading Rough Ride