This morning my husband (nicely) inquired: “What do you want for Mother’s Day?” during breakfast in front of my girls. I rolled my eyes, kinda scoffed and said “Oh please. Don’t even. I hate Mother’s Day.” And then my LadyP snapped her head at me with her mouth open and said “You hate Mother’s Day?…
fails
Flipping out and flipping it over.
So you’re lookin’ for tips for mom’s happiness. Here’s a tip: A smile is just a frown turned upside down. Before you click away, read on… I’ve flipped before and now it was happening again. (I think this normal for me a few times a year?) Lately I’ve been an antsy crankypants. Don’t know why….
The Big Fresno Fail?
It happened again last weekend, for the third time. I was at one of my younger cousin’s weddings in my hometown and felt IT. I knew the feeling from a few times before. The very first time it happened, at another younger cousin’s wedding in my hometown last year, I thought it was a fluke…
For Dads: The ONE word to make you a stud.
One of my most recent pieces on Mom.me exposed to the world how semi-psycho I am with b!tchy mind games to try and get my husband to help more around the house. Do I really do those things? I’ll never tell. They are pretty brutal. Especially #3… oh, #3 you are my secret weapon that really…
Mommy Wars: Stop attacking my TV reporter friend.
Mom friends go to battle for each other. So I’m going to battle for one of my mom friends. You’ve watched that recent viral video of a Los Angeles reporter who “made the pre-Kindergarten kid cry” on the first day of school? She’s one of my mom friends. I’ve even written about her on this…
Our First Day of School FAIL. ?!?!?!!?
Our first day of real school is… DONE! Yeah baby. My baby! She’s growing up. Sniff sniff. (Kindergarten teachers everywhere are rolling their eyes right now. Apologies. Turns out I’m that kind of mom. Who knew. I’ll be over it soon.) On the big day, everything went exactly according to plan… We woke up early….
Toddler Sleep Routines: UNfabulous fails.
It ain’t workin’ folks. The sisters-sharing-a-room thing just ain’t workin.’ Mostly because the sisters happen to be best buds who can’t seem to be in the same room without giggling with each other (especially during bedtime). Fabulous, but also not fabulous. And I’m no sucker here. Sound the alarm, we’ve got a parenting fail in…
