I can’t help but laugh when asked for parenting advice. 

I have three kids. A 5-year old boy, 4-year old girl, and a 1-year old girl.   Others frequently assume I have figured out a few things in regards to parenting.   This entire notion is humorous.  My parenting skill is far from expert.   Asking me for advice on raising children is like asking … Continue reading I can’t help but laugh when asked for parenting advice. 

I Feel I need an Explanation: Parenting Edition 

Part of parenting is dealing with the daily moments of, "What the hell?"  It seems that every day poses new questions that I simply cannot answer. Whose bright idea is this?  First, I swear I am the only person in my household who is aware that light switches have the possibility of being turned off. … Continue reading I Feel I need an Explanation: Parenting Edition 

The psychological torture of the car-cart

Grocery shopping with kids is stressful by itself.   Trying to remember everything, stay on budget, and not lose my mind while wrangling small children in public is no easy feat. Then enter the level of hell that is the grocery car-cart. On the surface one would assume that the car-cart is a fun distraction … Continue reading The psychological torture of the car-cart

Our real family photo… that went small town viral. 

We won a bag of free groceries.  That's how the whole thing started. We live in a small Midwestern town.   Our town is blessed to have any grocery store at all, let alone one that is incredibly active in the community.   This little store was celebrating 10-years in business.   There were tons … Continue reading Our real family photo… that went small town viral. 

Want a good laugh? Plan a trip with kids.

I have completely given up on the idea of planning. There have been so many instances where I convince myself events will play out in a predictable fashion, only to have that idea explode in my face.   Accept that planning is bullcrap. This has never been more true than when it comes to family … Continue reading Want a good laugh? Plan a trip with kids.

I am jealous of a blanky.

All of my children have done it.  All three have become inexplicably attached to a piece of fabric.   Blankies rule the roost in our home. When blankies are being washed, my children enter a mourning period.  God forbid I dry the things too.  There are few things worse than a crying baby,  especially one … Continue reading I am jealous of a blanky.

Guaranteed ways to wake up the kids. 

Every parent understands the beauty of bedtime.  Every parent also understands the frustration of bedtime fails.  The following is a short list of ways I have recently woken up my children. Try not to wake up the kids. Think about having sex. Be completely silent. Plan an at home date night. Plan some personal time. … Continue reading Guaranteed ways to wake up the kids. 

We don’t call it bribery. We call it goal making. So there.

Lately, my 5 year old has been a real handful. Arguments, back talk, sass, the whole shebang. I could tell him the sky is blue and he would contradict me. It is exhausting. Timeouts do not work, taking things away does not work, so what's left? Bribery, er, I mean, goal-making. Most recently I had … Continue reading We don’t call it bribery. We call it goal making. So there.

I just want to raise good humans. 

I want the very best for my children.   I want them to be able to achieve whatever goal they will eventually set for their lives. Recently it hit me that I do not care what that goal is,  but I want it to include them being good people.  The evening before my son's first … Continue reading I just want to raise good humans. 

Parenting a Painfully Independent Spirit

C2 is my middle child.   She is 3-years old, fiercely independent, and unpredictable.   I am constantly questioning my ability to parent her in a way that encourages self-expression, while keeping the batshit crazy in check.  Her freak-flag flies high.  Imagination C2 is a kiddo with an ability to turn any situation into an … Continue reading Parenting a Painfully Independent Spirit