Yesterday I stood in the midst of my disaster and wondered how I got here. This wasn't what I planned. This isn't what I imagined. What did I plan? What did I imagine? I imagined my life would be clean, crisp, white walls, white curtains, white trim. I imagined my kitchen would be bigger. My … Continue reading My Life as a Donkey
We got a package in the mail this week. Or as Hank calls it, "a pasket." It was a small bag of candy from the accountant I work with. A treat! Just for me. Why was it just for me? Because it was cinnamon bears...and I knew they wouldn't love them. (yay me!) Naturally, they … Continue reading Tricked by a Treat
Hank and Gus have been really into camping. Like really really into it. And I love it. What is better than hunting frogs, catching fish, and roasting s'mores? I sure cannot think of anything. And because I let them pick all of the themes for Bloomboxes - naturally there is a camping Bloombox. If you … Continue reading Happy Camper
WHY WON'T HE EAT? The age old question. If you have a picky eater, you have asked this question a million times. I know, I have heard you do it. And every time you give me that look. You want me to say it - validate how you feel - you want me to say … Continue reading WHY WON’T HE EAT?!
Hank started soccer this week. We are hopeful that starting early will give him a head start on his professional career. We have high hopes of scholarships and World Cups. Or we are just hoping this exhausts him and one night a week we do not have to battle for a full hour to get … Continue reading My Son: The Professional Athlete
Baby food. So exciting! The response of a babe trying their first bite of mush is fantastic. It is hilarious and monumental all in the same messy spoonful. I love watching it happen. I am so lucky to see so many little people take their first bite of delight. It is definitely one of the … Continue reading Baby Food: Also, Not Instead
This past week Hank and Gus ran in their first track meet. Hank wanted to wear a tank top, because that is what runners wear. That was the extent of our preparation for this momentous event. Hank had big expectations. Gus had none…because Gus rarely does. Hank went on and on all day. He was … Continue reading The Fifty Meter Dash
Yesterday the boys and I loaded up the car and went for a little road trip. We wondered into the picturesque Northwest Iowa. Great things come out of Northwest Iowa….The Speech Mom being one of them. We road tripped about an hour to a gym called We Rock The Spectrum in Orange City, Iowa. And … Continue reading They Really Do Rock
Tongue tied. Such a hot topic. I mean it is right up there with Pippa Middleton's wedding and Beyonce'e baby bump. Right? I sadly did not know either of these pop culture reference until I read them in a People Magazine at my Doctor's office today. So a tongue tie is way more of a … Continue reading Tongue Tied
Manners are huge, right? But here is the thing: they are not huge. I am all about raising polite kids. I spend very little time worrying about my kids growing up to be successful. I do spend quite a bit of time worrying about raising my kids to be nice to other people. So, why … Continue reading No Thank You, Please
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