Why I’m Not Afraid to Say “Retarded”

This particular article has been one in the making in my head for about 6 months now. It’s been close to my heart to write but I didn’t know when the appropriate time to post it would be. It would seem that I can’t keep my thoughts silent any longer. …

Crocodile Rolls and Other Not-So-Snuggly Things

Our house has a weekly “sleepover” where my two boys and I get to go to sleep in the “big bed” together. It’s a fun night that we all look forward to, filled with wriggles, giggles, reading, singing, and various episodes of borderline insanity that may (and more often than …

Ragged Around the Middle

This last week has been hard. I mean HARD! No, nobody died, I didn’t lose any limbs, the house did not burn down, and all our pets and houseplants are still alive… and ¬†yet, I feel like I’ve been beaten on the inside with a baseball bat. I am tired. …

How Arriving Late Still Counts

Last week I wrote about Anna’s creative new crawling style (check out How Doing It Badly Still Counts!), well my friends she’s officially “doing it well”! January 19, 2017 at approximately 6:30pm she pulled her little heiny up and got those 4 limbs working together and that babygirl got to …

Praying for Hulk- Why I Love When My Kids Pray for Their Superheroes

This, my friends, is my 3-year old’s bedside table. It gives me hives just to look at it, and what little OCD I do have tends to go into overdrive when I walk in his room. We don’t actually allow toys with them during naptimes and overnight (as clearly shown …