Bah. I am awake and the sun is not up. But that’s not really a big deal; I’m usually up before the sun. Because I’m a Mommy rock star, of course. What is a big deal is that when I got up, the first number on my alarm was a four. A mother freaking four.
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I suck at receiving presents. Don’t get me wrong. I love the IDEA of presents. It’s just the opening them in front of you and having the correct reaction part that I loathe. I’m one of those people who should never, ever play poker. That Lady Gaga song? It wasn’t about me. I wish I […]
Take it from a guy who has never had any – kids are not easy to figure out. Seriously. If kids were a puzzle they’d be the Rubik’s Cube. If kids were a mountain – they’d be Mt. Everest. If kids were an ocean – okay – you get the point. So when I agreed […]
Growing up, I was terrified of my parents. Life was hard enough when I was behaving, but when I messed up? Watch out. I knew I would be in some serious trouble, and that the repercussions would be steep. Instead of playing house, or dreaming of my future wedding dress, I talked to my friends […]
It’s Thursday, and I am a new woman. The wonder of antibiotics and a good cup of coffee. And Kermit playing the banjo in the background while my kids share a semi-argument-free session of star wars legos. Sometimes it’s the little things. Like finally being able to share my freaky love of the muppets with […]
I love my children. Really. I do. But sometimes I want them to go far, far, away. Just for a little bit. They’ve been up since 5 am. My daughter is seven going on twelve. She has already mastered the hairy eyeball, and worst of all, the “you’re so stupid and bore me out of […]