Mom Guts

A mother or father’s intuition is important. Sometimes it’s the warning bell for little things like too much screen time or too much sugar. Other times it’s the big stuff like bullying or when you just know your kid’s not…

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The Laugh and Cry Gene

I have very strong laugh and cry genes. If something is funny, I will almost definitely wet my pants. And I won’t stop laughing until everyone agrees I’ve taken it too far. I’m guaranteed to be the first one laughing…

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Unrecognizable

I was trying to use my phone to pay for a coffee this morning when a notification popped up: Face Not Recognized. Tell me about it. So I screamed at the barista to clean up the mess she made. I…

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Eddie Rabbit Gets Me

If you’re a mom. And it’s summer. And your kids are in a million different sports and camps. And you’re constantly running out of food. And you need to get doctors forms before the new school year. And you bought…

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The Real Goodie Bag

Annie Bea is into cooking and baking these days. So for her birthday party last month, I planned a cooking party at this great culinary school in Miami. She loved it. The kids were all covered in flour and tomato…

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Conversations with Kids

Me: Do you think you’ll have kids when you grow up?Grady: Definitely. And we’re going to live next door to you and dad. Me: That’s great! Do you want to have girls or boys?Grady: I’m going to have a son…

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The Reverse Silent Retreat

I’d like to go on a reverse silent retreat. I get to watch TV and play music and talk about all of the things I care about. And everyone around me is silent.

Husbands=Stress

A friend sent me an article the other day with this title: According to Science, Husbands Stress Their Wives Twice as Much as Their Kids Do Well, DUH! Is this really something we needed a scientific study to determine? I…

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The Birthdays

On June 10th, Annie Bea turned 6-years-old. On June 15th, Grady turned 9-years-old. Thinking back on the days when Annie Bea and Grady were still in diapers and eating birthday cake with their hands (ok, they still eat cake with…

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The Noseeum Night from Hell

Grady ‘s Cub Scout Troop had their final camping trip this weekend. Since we weren’t able to make any of the other trips, we decided to go for it. We packed up the the tent, lawn chairs, SPF, bug spray…

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