We all have one of those friends. You know what I'm talking about, right?I'm talking about the Mom who Facebooks "What a great morning for a 10 mile run!" at 5am, the one who yabbers on about her super important job and going home to cook (from scratch) a totally organic and delicious dinner, the one whose house appears to be spit shined. Her kids are perfect, her clothes are fantastic and she … [Read more...]
Sep
23
The Many Faces of Blake
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The "I HATE MY CHICKEN HAT!" Face Blake's first day home. His life has gotten progressively worse since. Just ask him. The "Sleeping Monkey" Face The "I WANT MY MILK!!" Face His life is miserable, can't you tell? The "Eyes Off My Mom" Face Taken last summer. Now he gives me that look when I tell him to keep his toys out of … [Read more...]
Sep
23
To Ga Ga’s House We Go
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You all know that I gave up my pipe dream of keeping our boat, along with our toy hauler, dirt bikes, freedom, Starbucks runs, new German cars and sanity when I decided one day that I wanted a kid. I'm not saying I regret it, but let's face it. Momma needs a break sometimes. And Grandpa Dale (referred to as "Ga Ga" from here on out) is just the guy to give me that break. My dad (Ga … [Read more...]
Sep
20
Doe Doe Day
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My kid is obsessed with trash. Trash cans, trash trucks, waste baskets, anything that has to do with trash. Have you ever come over to my house and noticed the trash cans on the counter? That's why. Seriously, I was tired of fishing my phone, purse, shoes, makeup, hair brush, etc. etc. out of the stupid things. You know what the weirdest thing about this trash obsession is? He calls it "doe … [Read more...]
