I've finally made it to the last page of Moby Dick; naturally, I'm wearing a wool blazer adorned with leather elbow patches. Excuse me while I set down my wine goblet and pack my pipe with artisinal tobacco. Can't you just smell the richness and grandeur? I want to share this literary experience with my 4 year old … Continue reading Moby Dick Lego Activity
“So do you feel like motherhood has changed you?” Hubs asked on Mother’s Day. “Yeah.” Duh. Hubs and I were high school sweethearts, you know. Back then, he had a nickname for me: The Ice Princess. Yes. Before Ana and Elsa…there was me. Only I wore baggy jeans, flannel, and sang “Smells Like Teen Spirit” … Continue reading Because I cry.
I’ve managed to make it 35 years in this life without ever having been slapped in the face. In my blacktop days, I was shoved down by one kid while another kid held my hands behind my back. One entire side of my face smeared into meatloaf as my cheek met the asphalt. It wasn’t … Continue reading The Slap
I have the privilege of knowing some of the best moms. With that privilege comes the responsibility to quote the things that, as parents, we say in everyday conversation that prove, without a doubt, how effing cool we are. Today, an actual quote from an actual parent on going to actual Joann Fabric. Also discussed in … Continue reading Epic Mom-say of the Week #001