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Times are tough. Everyone is looking down to see if they see a shiny copper-colored coin, and it doesn’t even matter if the guy is face-up these days. I’m grateful that the check in the mail really was in the mail, and that no one’s strap broke and let “the girls” loose at the Golden Globes last night. But, I am MOST grateful that I am a 38-year-old Girl Scout. Let me rephrase that. I was grateful…

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No other time in your life will people be so happy about your bathroom activities than when you are a toddler.  Successful visits to the toilet are met with cheers of joy, high fives and in some cases bribery candy.  For the rest of your life, any water closet activities will be met with glares and exclamations of olfactory offenses.  That is, if you are a man.  I don’t know about you but there are just some things that are better kept to oneself.  As far as anyone knows, I haven’t pooped since I was a toddler.

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I am finding it hard to remember when I last had a quiet moment.  I think it was a Monday and my older sons were in school.  It was after Christmas break (I think).

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I live in conflict. I love having order, and I hate cleaning. Since I have no one around to help me resolve this conflict, my hatred of cleaning has been winning out. But God blessed me with a little girl who loves to clean. So, today we decided this would be the day to get the house in order. But then, while working in the kitchen, I decided to put the television on as a little background noise. I mean, Georgia Tech was blowing out North Carolina by 20. I really wasn’t interested. Then, the game changed, the Tar Heels started coming back, and Graves was lighting it up from the three-point arch. Before the Yellow Jackets could call a timeout, I was on the couch, yelling and screaming at the tv as if coach Roy Williams could hear me.

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Have you ever been out to a store or a restaurant or a playground — basically anywhere public — and seen a kid running wild?  Up and around in spite of his or her parents’ repeated requests to sit down right now? Or pitching a fit for a very good reason like, you know, being told he or she has to wear shoes at the playground?  Have you been around THAT kid?

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