Everyone knows peanut butter & jelly is for kids. You cut off the crusts, cut it into triangles (or squares, if you’re a monster), and serve it with a glass of milk. But somewhere deep inside all of us is a little kid who doesn’t understand why they can’t have naps anymore. Just because you’re …
Childhood
Remember when you were a kid and all you wanted for lunch was peanut butter and jelly? And your mom tried to convince you to eat apple, too, or maybe some carrots or celery, but we all knew that was a losing battle? Nothing tastes better than a good old fashioned peanut butter and jelly …
Disney World is, in fact, the most magical place on earth (if you don’t agree, we can take this outside). If you haven’t been, put a ten-day (MINIMUM) stay on your bucket list now. It is truly its own insulated world, segregated from the rest of the world, full of magic, charm, laughter, and a …
Remember when you were a kid and winter life was as simple as coming home from school, kicking off your shoes at the door, and plopping down for homework before dinner? Maybe some bike riding. Maybe some running around the street screaming with your friends. Maybe you’re a lot younger than me and for you …
When I was a little girl, I loved riddles. I had books full of them and would spend hours telling them to my mom. I thought I was the smartest thing in the world until my dad came to me one day with a riddle of his own. It was this one. As a little …
When I was thirteen, my dad was bullied out of his job. People decided to spread rumors, his boss used those to fire him, and then his boss told him that fighting back would lose him his severance package. We needed that severance to find a new job and move (again), so my dad kept …
Let me start out by saying I hate bees and if you ever see me running away hysterically for no reason is because there is a bee within 5 feet of me. Most people tell me that it is an irrational fear and that bees are more scared of us then the other way around. …
Growing up there are certain stories that stick with us. Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory was a big one for me. The bright colors, odd characters, and of course mounds and mounds of candy. The idea that a little boy could win a magic ticket to a fantasy land and have a chance to …
Not long ago my wife raised my awareness to the depressing world of Mommy Wars. Mommy Wars are the eternal battles of bored women trying to be the best at wrecking their kids’ future. Is that bread gluten free? Why don’t you volunteer more for the PTA? What does it matter if your kid sleeps …
Like a lot of families, my dad was the “bread-winner”. He worked days, nights, weekends, holidays. The guy nearly killed himself because of all the stress he was under. Literally. When I was seven, my dad tried to shoot himself in the living room of our small rent house. Oh, those carefree summer days of …
Back when my daughter was a Toddler, I signed her up for Kindermusik. Well, technically I signed us up for Kindermusik, because it was one of those mommy and me type activities. But I hated it. I dreaded getting ready for it, I dreaded parking my car and getting my kid out in the rain …
I am going to go out on a limb here and say that if you are reading this, you know someone that treats their child like an accessory. Even if you don’t, let me explain… YOUR CHILD IS NOT AN ACCESSORY! Woah, that felt good. Okay, that wasn’t really an explanation more of a statement …
The tween years are tough for kids. Their teeth are half adult, half baby – essentially making their mouths look like a living horror show. They still have those child faces, but they’re starting to grow body hair, breasts, and big feet. They still want bedtime kisses, but will literally (in their own minds, at …
When I found out I was having a girl, my mind raced ahead to the bazillion things I wanted to do with her. In my mind I was a Pinterest mom both before my child was born, and before Pinterest was a thing. Mine would be the sweetest, most amazing, daring, and way coolest of …
When I was younger I dreamed of having a big family. A house on a hill, big yard, tall fence painted white. My kitchen would have been painted yellow, lace curtains – I wanted an old fashioned cast iron stove. My kids were from everywhere. Like, in this version of myself I was the Angelina …