Earlier this summer, I wrote a summer parenting tips piece for Today’s Parenting Team and got a lot of support and little bit of flack… just by talking all about how we will be doing “nothing” this summer. (Well, mostly nothing… we did have swimming lessons, a brief mini-gymnastics class and a week-long cheer camp thing. But…
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Sweet Stack for 4th of July… pop!
Sugar… so sweet… I love love love sugar. And I adore the 4th of July. Something about lighting my own firework I guess. So when I put 4th of July and sugar together… I like to make it pop. But I don’t want to do anything that takes too much time, because I don’t have…
Traveling Doctors & Date Night Dilemmas. {VIDEO} #IntelAIO
What to do when your husband jets off to a volunteer medical mission and leaves you at home with two wild women under the age of 5? Handle it, get stuff done and look forward to your next date night. Let’s be honest: I miss him when he’s gone (we all do at this house), but…
Friendship After Babies…
Friendships change after babies. They get bigger, smaller, better or worse. Some friendships last. Some friendships don’t. Some friendships end up in a gray zone. We all learn from our kids one way or another… I’m trying to learn more about friendship through my girls. When I was a toddler (literally, a toddler) I made…
Me Time Motivation: Get A Sitter. Go Shop.
Get a sitter for Me Time. Ha. Easier said than done… (this coming from someone who’s famous for stopping nice, responsible-looking teens ushering small children around on the streets of my neighborhood to ask them if they babysit and then reference my innocent-not-so-innocent little people trailing behind me in their flip-flops… don’t laugh). But seriously: The simple…
Disneyland with Grandpa. No princesses necessary. #Disneyland60
Every time Father’s Day rolls around, I usually write something about my husband (how he freaks me out, the things I learn from him, blah blah blah)… but I rarely write about my own dad. Because Dad is kinda private. You can’t even ask him to take a picture (with his own grandkids!) without him…
Dance Mom Diary: Make it BIG. SO BIG.
BIGGER. BIGGER! Make it bigger. Do it bigger. Bigger is better. (Dance mom here.) Anyone who studied dance at the same studio I did growing up (you know who you are… Smooth Criminals forever…) associates the word “bigger” with equal parts affection, fear and love. More affection and love, but still a little fear. As…
