It killed me to write that title. KILLED me. I mean Disney is like my absolute favorite place on earth. At least that’s how I felt three weeks ago. This summer my hubby and I each planned a family trip to celebrate our ten-year anniversary– mine was to Disney World and his was to Acadia…
OMG, you’re not going to believe what just happened. So our family is shopping in this souvenir store, when suddenly I hear a big crash and then I hear Zoey screaming and crying, so of course I freak out and bolt across the store to find Zoey sobbing and holding her head. I’m looking around…
So you might notice something this summer. You might notice that we’re taking TWO big vacations. It’s NOT because we’ve made a lot of money this year. And it’s NOT because I’m a blogger and they’re giving us shit for free. And it’s NOT because we’ve come into some inheritance or something. Nope. I wish.…
Dear other moms, Okay, so here’s the thing. Feel free to judge me all you want. Judge me when you see me in the grocery store filling my cart with a crapload of sugary cereals. Judge me for losing it and yelling at my kids every other morning because they won’t get their shoes on.
This is a very special post. And I’m warning you in advance that it’s not funny. Not funny at all. In fact, it’s kinda sad. It started a couple of years ago when Zoey and I were driving somewhere and she said… ZOEY: I wish we had a bigger house.
To the mom whose kid wants to wear some crazy outfit today, Been there done that. And I know exactly what’s going through your head. “Oh no, I can’t let her wear THAT out in public.” Maybe she’s wearing rainbow shorts with a rainbow shirt. Or maybe she’s put on her Halloween costume in…
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Awwwww shit, your kid is scratching her head. So you take a little peek in her hair and yup, only one word comes to mind. Shitfuckcrapdamnmotherfuckingcocksuckerbunghole. What’s that Merriam Webster? That’s not a real word? To hell it’s not. When your house get lice, let’s see if you can find any word in your dictionary…
So Holden has been pushing every boundary he can lately. And last week he pushed one that was just not okay. Not okay at all. It started one morning when he was dilly-dallying and not getting ready for camp. I mean how hard can it be to do the same F’ing thing you do every…
I am not a fashionista or a makeup artist or a lifestyle expert. I am a NORMAL REGULAR BORING Mom who doesn’t have 9 hours every morning to contour my cheekbones. And I don’t wear high-waisted pants because they’re “in style.” I wear them because no one wants to see my butt crack when I bend…