Laugh and learn as this blog is a forum to share stories that will likely leave me out of “Mother of the Year” contention. The idea of “SuperMom” has been replaced by a philosophy of “real deal parenting” where a marathon mom tries to keep pace with a 5-year old providing constant on-the-job training. A great outlet for those who might not have it all, but dearly love what they have.
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Consider my morning -- Endorphins popping like Rice Krispies after my brisk 6-mile run, I gulp my cup of water only to realize it's toothpaste backwash courtesy of Dylan, my 5-year old. Happy Monday. So I'm gagging on watermelon-flavored toothpaste...
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Pardon me while I scratch -- Dylan and I just returned from Missouri where the highlight and lowlight was "getting up close and personal with nature." In typical 5-year old fashion, Dylan could not wait to hike in the woods and throw rocks in...
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So today I turn 39 -- standing oh-so-close to the point of questionable return -- the big 4-0! Actually, 40 is probably the new 30, and the number of years I've tallied doesn't bother me one bit. What baffles me though is w hen did this aging...
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We make quite an impression while checking out the Impressionists at the local museum...
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My refrigerator is leaning, weighed down with so many masterpieces 5-year old Dylan has created. This is not a problem, because it is socially OK that the fridge and your child's room are a museum to unidentifiable crafts. Creations that fall under...
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Sometimes Dylan takes the cake, actually he just wants the icing! He's THAT picky. Find out a great way to pack a good lunch for your picky eater!
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