Yesterday something pretty cool happened. I crossed the 100,000 hit mark on my blog. I’m pretty psyched. I’d like to thank my children for their penises, vaginas, poop, puke, misbehavior, and overall disrespect. Without them, none of this would be possible. I’d also like to thank my husband for providing me with those children. And finally, a
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milk jug Halloween skeleton
I saw this cute (and free) Halloween decoration last year. We have been saving our milk cartons and are ready to make one. I thought you might like to try too — takes about an hour, but it’s free, and recycled!
Before you refer to someone as a “mommy blogger,” read this.
So apparently being called a “mommy blogger” is a bad thing. It’s like the n-word of blogging. For mommies — oops, I mean moms — anyway. Huh. I had no idea. Until yesterday, I didn’t know that being called a mommy blogger is, by some, considered to be derogatory. As one woman puts it, it “drips disrespect.” She compared it
Fastest. Year. Ever.
When I woke up this morning I’d say I was already in the orange. Because it’s Number 7’s birthday today. Suddenly all of our diaper change wrestling matches are appealing to me. The food on the floor doesn’t bother me. Her desire to shove any and all things into her mouth now seems cute. And I
tip of the day — papersaver
My 2-year-old loves to do “homework” with his older brothers. With 5 kids in school, a ridiculous amount of paper comes home every afternoon. Now I give him the older kids’ corrected papers to “work on”. He feels like a big boy with “real homework”, and I don’t waste any paper!
Take me out to the ball game.
I was woken up 3 times last night. There was a crying baby at 1:45 a.m. I had almost gotten back to sleep when a 7-year-old was in need of water at 2:30 a.m. And then at 3:15, there was a 3-year-old who couldn’t find her blankie. Every time I was almost back asleep, someone made sure it didn’t