There have been times in my budding parenting career that a true battle of wills has ensued. I never thought I would spend so much time and energy trying to rationalize with a freaking toddler. These conversations are unavoidable, but they are survivable. Pick your battles. Before the battle begins, make sure it is worth … Continue reading Hostile Negotiations: True Parenting Skill
For some reason that I have yet to explain, people find me approachable. I will be walking through a store and have multiple different people strike up a conversation. The conversations are mundane and mostly chit-chat. It is far from flirtatious in nature. I seem to get a lot of elderly folks or women my age. Every … Continue reading Resting Friendly Face: The curse of being perceived as approachable.
I had it all figured out, before I had kids. Enter baby #1 and the world cracked open to display my inadequacies, short comings, and general dumbassery (autocorrect hated that one). Total Screw Up 1: I thought pregnancy would be easy. You can stop laughing any time now. I got pregnant my last … Continue reading I was the best mom, before I had kids: A cautionary tale.
I have seven more hours. Seven hours until the sun comes up and the world demands my attention. I will be forced to perform as an adult on the highest level. Three kids, the house, the farm, the husband, and work all want me. They all want all of me. Here's the thing. … Continue reading I should be sleeping: Enjoying the quiet of the late night hours.
A couple of naïve 16-year olds start dating. Clearly, this is not a story that often has many chapters. Somehow our story turned into War and Peace. Growing up with your spouse is a rare occurrence. It leads to a relationship founded from adolescence with unusual developments. Like all relationships, a drawn-out high school … Continue reading The Realities of Marrying Your High School Sweetheart
The above picture is my chicken, Luke, and her seven little Jedi. Luke is a badass mama who doesn't take any crap from anyone. She has successfully raised her littles and defended them from an army of barn cats, a 120lb lab, and my own human littles who want to love her chicken littles to … Continue reading Luke the chicken has the right idea: Let your kids enjoy the dirt.
Most people have been exposed to some version of the incessant phonics bus. The monotonous and repetitive droning of letters and sounds is burned into my mind. I have fantasized about the demise of this bus. Watching it be thrown from a highway overpass and then promptly run over by a semitruck, … Continue reading If the phonics bus was honest.
I'm a skeptic about all things paranormal. Unfortunately for me, my children are not. There have been several instances in my parenting career that make me question my own skepticism. C1's relationship with the past Grandpa Henry and Ruger My son (C1) was 2.5- years old when it started. We had just … Continue reading My kids are a living Halloween special: Conversations with the dead and talk of past lives
I am sure that everyone has read her comments. She clearly has all her ducks in a row. Hell, her ducks are marching in straight military fashion. You can just picture her perfect little life. You also kind of hope she chokes on her own bullshit. Any news article about an unfortunate accident, … Continue reading I wish my life was as perfect as the mom in the comment section.
I believe the trauma of my bangs experience goes back to the very early 2000s. This was the era of large curled bangs that required at least one can of shellac daily. I was young, and my bangs had to be all the rage. I had the biggest and most perfectly curled bangs... until … Continue reading Bangs: The struggle is real.
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