Ah, Mother’s Day. The children are pleasant and spend the day with their father while the mother sleeps in, goes to brunch with friends, and has a relaxing day. Oh…that’s just folklore?
Don’t get me wrong, Mother’s Day did not go unrecognized. The children brought home projects and cards from school and Scott sent . . . → Read More: Get Your Corn Dog Stick Out of Your Sister’s Ear!
The winter has been long and last weekend we had a glimpse of spring – a few days of sunshine and warm temperatures. My kids need outside time and in the winter they are stuck inside too much. Once spring arrives they will spend hours each day outside. Until then I planned to make . . . → Read More: We Pet an Elephant and Other Outside Fun
During the week I wake-up early enough to shower and get ready, make lunches and check work e-mail before the kids are awake. Then it is time for Juliana to get up, eat and get on her school bus. Then I get the boys ready and drive them to childcare. I return home to my . . . → Read More: I Want My Two Hours
There was no doubt in my mind that the transition to big boy beds was going to be a challenge, but I wanted to be wrong. I wanted to believe that it would be as seamless as moving Juliana to a bed…but I had little hope we would get that lucky again. My two . . . → Read More: Just This Once I Wanted to be Very Wrong
I thought that the wild climbing stage had passed; I was sure it was behind us. It had been months since the boys climbed to the top of the play kitchen, and I was finally able to let them play in the playroom for more than five minutes alone. I was so very wrong. Summer . . . → Read More: Return of the Wild Boys
Juliana was 19 months old when we bought her tricycle and her feet barely reached the pedals. Going for a ride that first summer meant her sitting on the tricycle and someone pushing her down the sidewalk. She would occasionally try to pedal, but rarely had any interest in steering. In fact she is still easily distracted . . . → Read More: The Dangers of the Tricycle
This picture may be worth a thousand words, but it is leaving me speechless. What? Why? It was just as confusing when he was running toward me in the front yard this evening.
This was a rough weekend for me and I have reached a level of exhaustion that I haven’t felt in a while. This is what the past 5 weekends have looked like here:
1 – Feb 25-26 – Scott hurt his back and it was basically a solo parenting weekend for me. 2 – . . . → Read More: It Takes an Extra 6 Seconds to Get a Glass of Water at our House Now
Yesterday was a no good, very bad day for me. Due to a series of unrelated events I spent a good bit of the day in tears, but that’s not the subject of this post. I woke up feeling sad today and wanted to stay in bed, but I got up and showered and . . . → Read More: Turn that frown upside down
The boys spend the majority of the time together. They wake-up in the morning and yell at each other and talk back and forth until I come to get them and at night they try to outdo each other by yelling the loudest and jumping the highest in their cribs (at least that’s what it . . . → Read More: Twins – Growing Up with a Constant Companion