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The Happiest Hello

Undomestic Mom — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 03:17:32 +0000

After dropping my girls off in their Sunday school classes last week, I looked up to see friends of mine walking through the doors to the preschool wing with their little girl. Their 2-year-old daughter saw me, let go of her mother’s hand, and came running full speed ahead towards me with her arms outstretched. I dropped to my knees and accepted one of the sweetest hugs ever.

Six-Year-Old Stress

Undomestic Mom — Fri, 26 Mar 2010 10:00:25 +0000

I was driving Big Sister to school one day when I heard some light sniffling coming from the back seat. That’s not exactly rare, but it was a little odd since it didn’t precede or follow any shouts of “STOP THAT!” or “DON’T TOUCH ME!” I glanced in the rear view mirror to see which daughter was shedding tears and spied Big Sister pouting.

I was a spoiled little sick girl.

Undomestic Mom — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 05:10:59 +0000

In a way, I kind of feel sorry for The Husband.

It’s not his fault that my mother was the absolute BEST caretaker in the WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD when I was sick. It’s not his fault he can’t read my mind like she did and know just when I wanted a perfect grilled cheese sandwich, or when I just wanted to sit and stare mindlessly at the television.

He’s just not that into you.

Undomestic Mom — Thu, 18 Mar 2010 10:00:46 +0000

Have you seen that movie? Read the book?

Good stuff.

I’m happily married, and happily out of the whole dating scene, but I found myself thinking about the movie in particular last week. I remember at the beginning there being a scene where a little boy picks on a little girl, and when she tells her mommy about it, the mommy tells the little girl that the boy probably just likes her.

When will Mommy grow up?

Undomestic Mom — Wed, 17 Mar 2010 02:16:48 +0000

Today my 6-year-old was in our living room drawing and coloring, and out of nowhere she thoughtfully looked up and said,

“When I grow up, I’m going to be an author.”

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Something’s missing…

Undomestic Mom — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 21:37:04 +0000

I am, for lack of a better term, a housewife. Wait, there is a better term that I heard. Domestic engineer. That sounds better.

I am a domestic engineer.

I can handle cleaning. Every day I do a little bit here or there, and when both girls are in school you can probably find me with the 90s music channel turned on, Pledging or Dysoning or Windexing to Wilson Phillips or New Kids on the Block. Sometimes Vanilla Ice.

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I can’t come to work today…

Undomestic Mom — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 05:17:35 +0000

I am regurgitating a post of mine from December 2008, because it occurred to me that I was writing basically the same exact stuff a second time…

I’ve been feeling kind of crappy the past couple of days. This morning I didn’t wake up until a friend happened to call me approximately thirty minutes before I had to be out the door.

The Problem With Potties

Undomestic Mom — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 22:00:52 +0000

You would think that after being a mom for over 6 years now, I would have adapted to all of the little nuances that come with parenthood.

Not so, my friends. Not so.

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A Gold Star kind of day!

Undomestic Mom — Sat, 27 Feb 2010 06:27:47 +0000

Most of the time it’s more fun to read about kids saying or doing funny things or the countless mishaps that occur during parenting, but right now I am still sitting here in awe of what happened to us today.

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Careful, little ears are hearing!

Undomestic Mom — Sun, 21 Feb 2010 12:58:31 +0000

The Setting: Big Sister, 6-years-old, and I are getting ourselves ready to go out with family for my birthday.

The Dialogue:
HER: Mommy, how old are you?
ME: How old was I yesterday?
HER: Thirty-three.
ME: So how old am I today?
HER: Thirty-four. <thinking> Mommy! You’re almost FORTY!
ME: Go to your room.