It’s one of those days where everything has been a battle with the kiddo. I know it’s my fault for succumbing to the temptation of the bulk candy aisle at Winco and buying Halloween gummy worms. However, I have no idea where Piddy Poo got the idea that they belong in his yogurt. Tantrum ensued when I [ Read More ]
When I was 7, I was on a really crappy t-ball team coached by my mom. Mom would yell “TouchDown!” when we crossed home plate. At the end of the year, we got an awesome pizza party and a trophy. It’s still the only physical trophy I ever got. My next trophy came at the [ Read More ]
We do several dances around this house. The Happy Dance; Which consists of Ellen like moves and butt shaking. Used primarily when I feel some sort of parenting accomplishment like getting the kid to pick up his toys without a bribe or when I actually have a moment to myself (Never mind that I’m locked [ Read More ]
Somehow Piddy Poo found a purple piece of sidewalk chalk. He drew on everything. Then he went to Grandma and Pappa’s house for the night. Leaving all the walls, fireplace, furniture, cupboards and curtains purple chalk strewn. Instead of being a somewhat decent housewife, I chose to ignore it all and spend the entire day [ Read More ]
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