With bubble wrap, a spiderman costume, and some new video editing software . . .I love that we could dub this with music, so you can't hear India screaming, "Leave me alone, Spiderman!" when he goes in for his rescue/tackle. . . .
The Staycation
About a year ago, my friend Ali and I started a "mommy blog" called Mama Manifesto. It's been a fun adventure, a huge learning experience, and a whole lot of work for pretty much no money. The upshot is that often, companies will solicit us for promotional consideration, and we get some fun swag. So when a local beach resort offered us a little getaway, I was like, um . . . . YES. Last weekend we got to stay at a nice hotel that is about 5 minutes from our house and overlooking the beach. We had . . .
Teaching Tolerance
Last night the news covered the story of an 11-year-old who committed suicide due to relentless bullying about his sexual orientation. Again - he was ELEVEN YEARS OLD. The news program I watched featured a myriad of resources for parents of children who might be bullied. But for me, I think this is a wake-up call to ALL parents, to make sure that our children are not the ones committing acts of bullying and hate to other children. From what I gathered watching the news, a majority of the . . .
The Ugly, revisited
So when I blogged about my nesting frenzy, I got a little lost in describing my label-making efforts, and completely forgot to write about the truly ugly part. The part where I lost all self-control and spent upwards of of the price of two Kindles on random crap at Amazon.com.You see, I have a wee bit of anxiety about how I will manage to get any errands done with three kids. Getting to the store is already a struggle, and I cannot figure out how to fit three kids AND groceries into a cart. The . . .
Easter from the Sidelines
I sat out on the Easter celebration this morning. Our church does a big, county-wide service at the Pacific Amphitheater. It is always artistic, always inspirational, and always kind of a zoo getting in and out with that many people. My end-of-pregnancy waddle has morphed into a slow, strained elderly gait, because my pelvis is basically coming apart. So there was no way I was going to be climbing stairs and walking up steep hills and then walking to and from an endless parking lot. Mark decided . . .
Nesting: The Good, The Bad, and the Labeled
I have been feeling really crappy though most of this pregnancy, but this week I got a burst of energy that defied the immobility and exhaustion that have been hallmarks of the last few months. I am finally at full-term, and something kicked into gear. I feel physically better, and I feel motivate to GET S#!$ DONE. And not just in a normal, let's complete a task kind of way. More like a compulsive, tweaking, crystal-meth-fueled way. It's like I look at the house, and every inch needs to be . . .
NOW HIRING: a job opportunity
Please pass the word around. We are trying to fill this position asap.JOB NOTICETitle: Repetitive Inquiry RespondentResponsibilities: Be available 24 hours a day to answer random and unending questions, such as "Do dragons poop while they are flying?" and "Why do we need to eat food every day?", so that parental figure can have a cohesive thought and complete menial daily tasks within their home environmentSkills Needed: a general and thorough knowledge of EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD, including but . . .
pregnancy and me: we just disagree
There are two kinds of women in this world. For some women, being pregnant is this amazing, earthy experience. They get the glow. They feel energized and organic. The look somehow sexier. They fit into their pre-pregnancy jeans before they drive home from the hospital. I have a few friends like this. Case in point: my friend Angela, at the hospital IN LABOR, wearing her high-heels and looking hot.And then there's the rest of us.For some of us, pregnancy feels like having the flu for 9 months. . . .
I wish this picture was full of crap
I am in somewhat of a conundrum. On the one hand, I want to be that mom who is totally laid-back about potty-training. I think that pushing kids to train early is neither developmentally or psychologically appropriate. Plus, potty-training is a pain. So my motto has always been: wait until they are completely ready, and then wait a little more. They will get there. No hurry. On the other hand . . . I really really really really really want India to start preschool with Jafta this summer. I am . . .
Before four
Oh boy. I just found this in my "drafts" section. These were the goals I wanted to accomplish before baby Karis made her arrival. I ended up never even completing this post, much less the things on the list. In fact, of this list, I have accomplished ONE thing. I know where the kids are attending preschool. Everything else has taken a back burner to my pregnant napping schedule. Do you thing I will be able to finish the whole list in the next two weeks? 1/2/09This would be the New Year's . . .
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