Archive for August, 2009
Look who is behind the wheel! Oh yes, that is right my lovely loyal readers. I am so happy I could smoosh all your cheeks and talk baby talk to you, ohyesicould!
This has been a labor of love and soon, very soon, it will be the happy little home for all my insane rantings, recipes and photos that a few dozen people love as much as I do.
How do you know when it’s time for your 5 year old boy to shower without Mom? When he takes your shaving cream, lathers up, grabs his toy plastic razor and “shaves” his bikini line and armpits.
Originally posted August 18, 2009.
Kindergarten starts this week and I am a whole bag of crazy. There have been a few times in my life where I have been sure I should be medicated. This is one of those times.
The anxiety and worry about the little things is keeping me up at night and leaving me in giggle-until-you-sob fits at random moments throughout the day.
Here is an excerpt from an email I sent this afternoon. It is the 3rd in a series of exchanges in which a fellow mom and I have professed how stressed we have become about the approaching 1st day of school. Names have been changed to protect the innocent parties involved:
I am with you. I think we need to start a support group. I just got off the phone with *Buddy’s mom and she is having the exact same issues. For the first time in my life it doesn’t sound totally crazy to say “No, it’s a great idea to eat a brown bag lunch this whole week to make sure he can open all his own foods.” Or to give a tutorial, complete with follow up dinner discussion, on how to properly wipe your own butt.