We are all trying to squeeze the last few moments of sweet freedom out of Summer. Everyone is heading to the beach, a cabin by the lake, or their favorite camp site. Well, we are anyways. When we venture into our Summer excursions, there are always a few cheap and easy activities I keep on … Continue reading One More Summer Day!
My family likes going places. We love to visit friends and places. We love giving the boys experiences. I love planning trips. I love being on trips. I hate traveling to trips...with my children. (I dream of traveling on my own. Coffee and magazines. Let that be known.) But as we know, kids ruin err, … Continue reading Travel without Treats
As we established in the last blog post, Gus gets speech therapy now. He is into it. And he is already making progress. I am not going to lie, it is kind of fun to be on the other end of speech therapy. And to be 100% honest, for the first time in my career, … Continue reading La la la Lemonade
When Hank was born my grandfather held him and said "Henrik, that is the name of a president." John responded with "We are just hoping to raise him to be a decent human being who remembers to vote." Anyone that knows John is not surprised by his response. I rolled my eyes at John. Anyone … Continue reading A Decent Person Who Remembers to Vote
Whenever I forget how difficult it is to have a child who doesn't eat, God does this really great thing where he makes one of my kids have my issues. And then I get frustrated and angry and tell my kids to pull it together - and then I realize I am doing the things … Continue reading Gus and the Giant Tonsils
I love Christmas. It is a huge thing. I really get into it. I shop for gifts starting in October. I bake, I decorate, I hide the elf, I watch ALL the Christmas movies. This year I even dedicated to reading nothing but Christmas books from Thanksgiving to Christmas. A nice repreieve from the biographies … Continue reading Christmas – Nothing Went as Planned: It was Perfect
Stockings are so much fun. All those little sweet gifts. We do little things in our stockings. We feel that the big fun stuff should come from us. I do not want the big guy in the red coat to be the one who gets all the credit for the good stuff. He can have … Continue reading Edible Socks? No, Consumable Stockings.
I know, I know. I should give Thanksgiving the week it deserves before I starting pushing Christmas into the lime light. So before I do that....Happy Thanksgiving. I am blessed to have lots and lots of wonderful people to share Thanksgiving with. We have celebrated Thanksgiving three times throughout the week. All with different groups … Continue reading The Christmas Box
My feeding therapy brain some times overtakes my mom brain. And it gets wierd real fast. Lettuce be friends. Turnip the beet. Don't go bacon my heart. You wanna taco bout it? Did I also mention that I love puns. Puns about food are even better. So beyond the wierdness of my food puns, I … Continue reading Lettuce Be Friends
Every time a child is in the news for something terrible I say "That poor mother. It could happen to anyone." But in my mind something different is happening. I say to myself "That couldn’t happen to my child because I would never let my child lean over the gorilla's cage." Or "I would never … Continue reading It Wouldn’t Happen to Me