I don’t get a lot of calls here at the house. Lots of cold calls from companies looking for construction work, but those are easy enough to fend off. (It’s depressing when you realize that they’re trying to reach elderly people and mostly likely scam them out of money by overcharging them for work- since
I’ve had a lot I’ve wanted to write about, but not quite enough time to really get them right. So instead, I will share a story about one of the weird and frustrating things about parenting, that’s also a product review. In the middle of the summer, zulily had a back to school sale that
Well, summer has been going, and I’ve been suspiciously quiet. I’ve had a lot going on, some that I can’t really get into – but there have been a lot of amazing things. Earlier this month, we decided to do a weekend trip near where TheBoy works- which is right off the beach. We’d bought
The Oldest Kidlet is outgoing. Plunk him in a new situation and he’ll make the most of it, and probably come out of it with a friend for life. The Little Kidlet, on the other hand is shy. He just takes a long time to warm up to people. This summer, we’re doing our library’s
I realize that this title sounds far more glamorous and exciting than the truth. This is a post about kids getting sick in the middle of the night. So, proceed with caution. My glasses were broken to begin with. I am blind as a bat without them, but have plenty of contacts – so I
I’ve been looking at my recent posts, and it’s all about me and very little about the kidlets. So I thought I’d share some updates. They’re great. I do have a problem in that I post all of the funny stuff to Twitter as it happens and forget that I have a blog. So maybe
This weekend, TheBoy and I went to Days of the Wolf, a Teen Wolf convention. But that isn’t what that post is about. (I’ll post about that on Wed) We surprised the Kidlets with a trip to Disneyland and a stay last night in a hotel. (We haven’t left yet, right now we’re waiting for
Earlier this week, as we walked from our car to the elementary school, the Oldest Kidlet asked me something interesting. And no, it had nothing to do with the Titanic. He asked what my life would be like if TheBoy and I hadn’t had them (the Kidlets). And I know that was never an option.
I try my hardest to teach my boys that toys aren’t gendered, neither are TV shows or other interests. But I’m still battling their peers, so there are a lot of follow-up conversations. Yesterday, I was working with the Little Kidlet on his homework and the Oldest Kidlet was going on about something. I honestly
Once upon a time, three years ago, to be precise. The Oldest Kidlet was in preschool and was obsessed with pirates. He dressed like a pirate for Halloween (in a costume sewn by yours truly). When asked how he knew as much as he did, he told his friends that I’d taught him. Because I
I am a thirty something year old writer, artist, mother, and geek. I write about what catches my attention- whether it's fandom, politics, hockey, life as a Hispanic woman, or life with Crohn's disease. Sometimes I write about marriage and kids, but that's not very often these days.