Kids

  • Kids

    Snack Attack*

    Occasionally, as a mother who has had their insides ravaged by pregnancy, I need to pee. (And by occasionally I obviously mean all the time.) This is usually when my children feel is the MOST IMPORTANT time to ask VERY IMPORTANT questions. Questions that CANNOT wait. The fate of the universe rests on the answer, kinds of questions. …and they almost always involve snacks. As I disappeared for two seconds to use the bathroom, P realized that he had never eaten before ever in his life and was STARVING. He found me, and started yelling / asking (yasking?) through the door if he could have a snack. Wanting to be…

  • Kids,  Letters*,  W*

    Poop Happens.

    To the woman who gave me a dirty look for changing my son’s diaper in the grocery store parking lot this morning: I’m sure that seeing a poop-covered bum wasn’t on your grocery list this morning. I’m sorry about that. We had just finished our shopping and my son was crying and I thought he wanted to be fed… but I discovered the source of his discomfort as soon as I lifted him out of the seat. You’re right, I could have gone back into the store to try and change him there, but he was upset and the parking lot wasn’t busy, and changing him on the front seat…

  • Kids

    Good Mornin’

    I think I did my Dad proud this morning. We have to have the kids up by 7am to get them ready on time for school. They know this. Most days they are up before us and are already having breakfast when we come down. Today, they were all still dragging their feet at 7:15 and didn’t want to get up. So, I decided to “help”. We have Google devices in every bedroom, mostly for use at night. I play a quiet “bedtime” playlist for the boys (this has helped settle them SO much), and S loves to listen to stories and books on hers before bed. Today I discovered…

  • Kids

    It’s a School Night.

    I just packed backpacks and lunches for the first time since February of 2020. It was so strange but also so familiar all at the same time. We’re prepared. We’re ready. …but we’re all a Hodge Podge blend of excitement and nerves. Not only have we been home for over a year, but we’re now in a new town. It’s a new school, with new classes and new kids we haven’t met yet. It’s a lot of new for three small bears who were a little quiet at bedtime tonight. There were lots of questions about masks and teachers and friends and classrooms and bullies. We talked and they’re all…

  • Kids,  Parenting is hard sometimes.,  Small Town Stories

    I can’t believe it’s the end of August.

    I was reflecting on our summer the other day as I scrolled social media and saw photos of families on trips or at Wonderland or at Water Parks or other really good adventures. It all looked amazing. …and then I started to feel bad. We didn’t do any big trips this summer. In fact, it’s been pretty low key. I began to feel guilty that I hadn’t tried to do “more” with the kids. Yes, we have a new baby, but other people take their babies to these places… should I have tried harder? Then I saw this photo that M snapped the other night. It’s just a bunch of…