Every year, people with very good intentions sit down and type out a list of New Year’s resolutions, usually consisting of some lofty goals like "I will never touch fast food again" or "I will whip those saddle bags into shape" or "I will be a more patient parent." But there's a reason that most people’s resolutions have been broken by January 2nd... they’re too … [Read more...] about My Totally Reasonable New Year’s Resolutions
A Sneak Peek Into The Mind Of A Four-Year-Old
Ever wondered what's it like inside the mind of a four-year-old? Here's a typical day: 4:30 a.m. Hmm…I’m half awake. It would be so much cozier in Mommy and Daddy’s bed - right smack between them where I can make my body seem almost twice as big, and Mommy and Daddy canpretty much kiss the rest of their sleep goodbye. 4:35 a.m. OH NO! NO NO NO. How can this be happening? … [Read more...] about A Sneak Peek Into The Mind Of A Four-Year-Old
Politics of Presents: The Guide to Buying Gifts for Multiple Kids
So I’m at Target today doing a little Santa shopping for my four-year-old, Elby (luckily she’s not one of those super advanced four-year-olds you hear people brag about who can already read - otherwise I couldn’t even write this column) when it occurred to me that... horrors... I would have to buy gifts from Santa for my one-year-old twins as well.I hadn’t actually accounted … [Read more...] about Politics of Presents: The Guide to Buying Gifts for Multiple Kids
Time To Go Back To The Gym (Great Excuse To Wear Sweats All Day)
About three weeks ago I started going back to the gym - a place I used to go religiously until I got pregnant with twins. Yup, I’ve barely stepped foot into my place of worship in, oh, roughly two years. I’d been meaning to for sure. I bought new running shoes after the babies were born, but I could never seem to get the energy to go to 7-Eleven let along hit a Precor … [Read more...] about Time To Go Back To The Gym (Great Excuse To Wear Sweats All Day)
Outbreak! My Close Brush With Creepy-Crawly Catastrophe
A couple of weeks ago, my nanny found a louse on Matilda’s head. Apparently it was just crawling around, not a care in the world. Liz bagged it in a Ziploc sandwich bag so I could see it for myself and then called to deliver the bad news. “Where the heck could my daughter have gotten lice?" I wondered to myself. I could only conclude that she got it from Elby, my preschool … [Read more...] about Outbreak! My Close Brush With Creepy-Crawly Catastrophe