There are the popular girls and there are the “popular” girls

There are the popular girls and there are the “popular” girls

Uggghhhh, here we go. So lately Zoey has started using the word “popular.” I mean I always knew it would come up at some point, but I didn’t know it’d be in the 4th grade. ZOEY: She’s one of the popular girls, Mom. ME: The popular girls? What does that mean?

Oh nooooo, our pet died and the kids are taking it very, uhhh, weirdly

Oh nooooo, our pet died and the kids are taking it very, uhhh, weirdly

So I’m giving Holden a bath the other night when suddenly I hear Zoey screaming bloody murder from the other room. I can’t tell you how many times this happens in our house on a daily basis. Because she stubs her toe, or she can’t fix her pants that are inside-out, or she finds one…

A cheat sheet for my hubby this Valentine’s Day

A cheat sheet for my hubby this Valentine’s Day

We don’t do Valentine’s Day gifts. Nope nope nope, never have never will. When we first started dating it was right before Valentine’s Day, so we agreed to do pizza on the couch and NO GIFTS because WTF do you get someone for V-Day when you’ve just started dating. Anyways, fast forward to last week…

No, that’s okay, leave me all alone on this mountain, I only GAVE BIRTH to you

No, that’s okay, leave me all alone on this mountain, I only GAVE BIRTH to you

This weekend sucked. Wait, no it was great. Wait, no it sucked. Shit, I can’t decide. Okay, so here’s what happened. I took Zoey sledding and if you look at the pictures and the videos on social media you’re gonna think it was the most spectacular Mommy-daughter day ever. But that’s a lie. Because here’s the…