Mr Solo’s blaster is missing a piece.  I found it in my daughter’s mouth.  Clearly, a good blaster by your side is nothing when faced with tiny, budding, razor sharp baby teeth.  Clearly, the hostile planet Hoth is a picnic compared to the dangers faced while lying on our playroom floor. And clearly, my baby and my dog, an animal who systemically chewed off all the tiny light sabers of J’s other Star Wars squatty guys, share a taste for cheap China plastic.  Lovely.

Poor Han. What a blow.  I only hope he can somehow recover his dignity.

And apparently, so did the Lost writers.  Crazy episode.  Craziness, I tell you.

(Yes, I know, Shannon is back, and is doing Lost reviews again, but now I’m addicted to doing my own. So I’m poaching.  Sorry.)

Seriously, all I have to say is, Desmond’s voice is music to my ears.  As one commentor over at Rocks in my Dryer put it, I could listen to that man read the phone book.  And you got to feel a little sorry for the guy.  He has serious time management issues. (more…)

It’s been so long, and yet it was so bittersweet. The carts were calling out to me in joy, as I walked, alone, through the silently swinging red doors. The smell of popcorn greeted me like an old friend, and yet- no children clamored and whined, and I was free- Free to ignore the popcorn and soda deal, free to walk by, gliding my happy cart loaded with only my purse and my dreams. (more…)

I’ve been thinking about Heather’s recent posts of how her children are growing up as vegetarians when I know for a fact that Heather comes from a family of serious carnivoures and would herself continue to be so if not for other medical issues.  My mind started wondering about the experiences my children were having growing up that were different from my own and what, if anything, I regret not being able to give them. (more…)

Man, I am so psychic!  (more…)

The Wiz threatened my life if I didn’t put a link here, so, totally self-promoting, here is some new artwork I’ve done, and a link to my Etsy store- I have another painting I’m working on, and there may be diaper bags and scripture totes, too- If only I could clone myself!

Remember? Webisodes based on stories mothers submit? You have to watch the latest episode about the tantrums in the stores. (Preachers, panties, and policemen). And you must send in your stories. I’m thinking “robot feet” could make a good little webisode, Susan M.? Hmmm??????

Just go to http://www.inthemotherhood.com and waste some time enjoy yourself.
Anyway, it’s fun to watch, it’s fun to read, and what more could you possibly want? Enjoy!

My son had an appointment to go to an audiologist today.   This is FINALLY, after a speech therapist told me to go to one, after I had to wait two months to get into the pediatrician so I could get a referral, then 3 weeks to get into the audiologist. Basically, I have been anticipating this since early December. The preschool screened his hearing again last week in anticipation.

This could take a while. (more…)

And there is no bigger sin here at MMW than being boring.

The problem is, life just isn’t all that exciting these days.  I have a baby.  I keep her alive.  The end.

So welcome to my random crap post.  And try not to be bored. 

J’s birthday is coming up, and he wants a Webkinz party.  Okay.  Doesn’t he know I’m NOT Tracy M, and I can’t just create Webkinz invitations and a Webkinz cake out of thin air?  I did my best Tracy M impression, however, and painted a silver W sticker the colors of the Webkinz logo W, and used a yellow crayon for the circle.  Tracy would be properly appalled at the result, I’m sure, but it appeased my son, so there you go.

I’m still working on the cake problem, however.  Thoughts? (more…)

I’ve mentioned this before. I hate ants. With a passion. Growing up in Southern California, our home was plagued with them, and it drove me crazy. There is nothing worse than pouring yourself a bowl of cereal, adding milk, and watching ant corpses bob to the surface. It was enough to make an 8 year old who loves her Fruit Loops weep.

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Today a girl in my Primary class told me I looked like a bird.  Or a snake.  Or NO, WAIT!  A skinny little man. (more…)

Hubby came home last night with the chorus of “Who wants a cookie?” And of course my children then proceeded to worship him. (in a totally non-blasphemous way, of course)  But when he brought me one, I realized it was a Girl Scout cookie, and not the RIGHT KIND of girl scout cookie.

It was a Samoa.  (more…)

Ok, Losties, let’s chat, because I had about a MILLION different theories buzzin’ about my brain, and not one of them prepared me for Kate’s last line.

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Call out an exorcist, people.  There’s some evil spirits in our midst.  They blink pretty lights, they sing pretty songs, and they’re driving me batty.  They are the possessed toys in my house.

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I was talking to my friend (who still lives in Utah, and stubbornly refuses to move here) the other day, trying to describe the vase I had just bought.  It literally went like this:

“Is it square? Like, the top of it?”

“Yes. Oh wait, no.  It’s sort of square, and it has four things, that go like this, neh, neh, neh, neh.  Does that make sense?” (more…)

Several months ago I read a book called (I think) Confessions of a Slacker Wife/Mom? (or something close to that, I’m slacking so much I don’t feel like looking it up). I saw the book referenced again a while ago and while the contents weren’t stirring to me, the title got me thinking. Lately I’ve had a few slacker moments myself. The last week I read a book about the trend of extreme parenting in this country called “Even June Cleaver Would Forget the Juicebox” (I read it recently enough that I remember the whole title). (more…)

Random.org has spoken. (more…)

Armed with antiobiotics, motrin, cough supressant, and Lysol, we are gallantly fighting the battle of illness at our house.  But don’t fret, dear readers.  Despite battling the plague, we still have some fun stuff for you.  Shy Girl Designs is doing a giveaway!  Hooray!  This is another company run by momtrepeneours, in this case, three sisters who could never find the right kind of clippies or hand bags for their cute little girls.  So, in true momtrepeneour style, they started making their own, and presto! Shy Girl Designs was born.

Shy Girl is generously offering 2 hair clippies of your choice to FOUR lucky winners!  The winners can choose from 3 different collections: Valentine’s, Monogram, and Everyday.

So if your little girl needs some cute hair stuff (and really, who doesn’t?), this is the perfect giveaway for you.  You know the drill–leave a comment in the comment section, one per person, and we will choose 4 numbers generated by random.org.  Comments will stay open until tomorrow, 11:00 am EST.

So check out those clippies, and comment away! And if you need a cute handbag for your little girl, make sure you check out those out as well.  Super super cute, ladies!

That is all.

Guest post by Susan M., who blogs at www.nine-moons.com and www.strangepulse.com.

My oldest son wears nothing but shorts. Except for khakis on Sundays
at church, he won’t wear pants. Period. (more…)

I have to do Sharing Time in Primary next week. (class presentation).  I have 6 of the sweetest little 6/7 year old girls.  The theme is basically “the scriptures”.  What shall I do?