It all looked so innocent.  The kids, the teacher, the smiles.  They started a round of the ever popular “Little Bunny Fu-Fu…”, and I sat back to watch.  And then, it all went wrong.  Terribly, terribly wrong. (more…)

This is a basic post to say, Dove chocolate eggs good, Peeps baaadd. (more…)

The house is pristine.  Cabinets glowing, fresh flowers beckoning, staged books placed ‘just so’, all in the hopes of getting a buyer.  The house should be on the internet ready to look at tonight, and the sign shows up sometime today or tomorrow.  May God have mercy on my soul. (more…)

I never thought about what career my husband would have when I was single. You just had to like the guy, right? When I got engaged to a law student I was mildly amused. He got fantastic grades and I was proud of him. After graduation he applied to and was accepted by top firms. So we took a competitive job that promised prestige and financial success. The work was fast paced but the salary let me stay at home with our child without worry. He did well and was respected by his peers. And sometimes he came home. (more…)

My kid is sick.  Fever, barfing, diarrhea, the works.  He’s finally been able to keep something down tonight for the first time in almost 24 hours.  Nothing, and I mean nothing, is more pathetic than a 5 year old lying listlessly in his mother’s bed, staring at nothing, halfheartedly sucking on his sippy cup of Gatorade (the clear kind, of course.  I’ve learned my lesson with red Gatorade, white carpet, and projectile barf), waiting for the next wave of vomit.

Good thing the sickness brings out the funnier side of him. (more…)

Although this is not a review of Michael Pollen’s book _The Omnivore’s Dilemma_, I highly recommend it.  And I can guarantee that after reading it you will never, ever, give your child a chicken nugget again.

I love my grocery store.  It’s a happy place. (more…)

I was at a furniture store the other day and I had my youngest 2 kids with me.  The clerk asked me if they were twins. Now, this is a question I have heard before, so I thought nothing of it. Yet.

“Nope. She’s 6 and he’s 3.  She’s just really small and he’s just really big.”

“Well, they’re really cute.”

“Thanks.”

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This is a guest post by Lacey 

Now I love my mom, but this post is just an observation of two things she does.

And the sad fact is, I do them already, too. (more…)

I sent this over to Daring Young Mom, but for those of you who missed it in her comments:

Mom my Ride  

The elevator doors opened and I found myself looking straight into his face. I jerked my eyes to the floor and grabbed my toddler’s hand. He was one of those unfortunate souls with schizophrenic pigmentation and his face was an unexpected mishmash of white and brown splotches. Of course I didn’t want him to think I was staring so I slunk into the elevator, eyes fixated upon the cheap berber carpet.

My two year old Penny reacted quite differently. (more…)

I have no idea if this was staged or not (probably was), but wow did I laugh.

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We’re in serious trouble here, people.  My kid knows how to Google. (more…)

I volunteered in my daughter’s kindergarten class today.  I sat in the back of the room and held up flashcards and listened to them say “rat, cat, fat, in, win, tin” etc.  Some of the kids rattled them off with no problem, some sounded them out and got them, some stared at me clueless, and some swore needlessly. (more…)

This is it. The waiting game has begun. The only unresolved issue now in my pregnancy is the when and the where. It’s exhausting traveling around town all day having to assess my different tactical plan if my water should happen to break in one of any variety of situations. (more…)

Truly, at one point today, I was to be worshipped. (more…)

The palm queen lives!  I just wanted to let you know that the shamrocks have arrived.  Every house that has a palm tree still standing has paper shamrocks hanging from it.  Those of us that don’t have a tree up have shamrocks placed on real trees and/or bushes in the yard.  It is so freaky.  (more…)

Ah, the immortal words of Patrick Swayze, burned into the heart of all us who came of age in the 80’s.

(If you don’t know what I’m talking about, seriously, you might be too young to read this blog.  (more…)

Hey, the vitamin people responded to my rant.  Check it out:

Dear Mrs. O.,

Thank you for taking the time to contact Bayer HealthCare about Scooby-Doo Fizzy
Vites.  We appreciate your interest in Bayer HealthCare and our products. (more…)

Every kid you have means one less hour of church meetings you have to attend every week to reach the celestial kingdom

Not wearing pantyhose to church means you’ll never get a calling with the youth organization

The more righteous you are, the bigger piece of bread you are entitled to on the sacrament tray (more…)

Yes, I know that a lot of people would say that it’s been official for over 20 years, since I got baptized when I was 8, but I finally feel like I have arrived.  That I can now properly call myself a Mormon.

Why, you ask?

Because I now have wheat. (more…)