Musings on the three most important things in my life; my husband, my kids and my Little Yellow Notepad
I'm looking for the Surgeon General. I'm determined to uncover who is this ambiguous being who has the authority to issue ominous warnings and rules on a whim, without ever checking with those it affects. Surgeon General, we have a bone to pick. Boruch Hashem, two weeks ago I gave birth to another little beautiful… Continue reading Surgeon General, we’ve got a bone to pick
I love reading Better Homes and Gardens magazine. I never subscribed to it, but for some reason they keep sending me the issues. I find that it’s a great place to get ideas that never work in real life. But I still enjoy looking at it; I enjoy seeing the colors, styles and decor of… Continue reading Not all advice is good advice!
What is it with us moms that we never tire of hearing about other people’s kids’ crazy antics? There’s such a thrill and satisfaction in seeing someone else’s house covered in flour, marker on someone else’s white couch or even just toys strewn across the floor from wall to wall. I can look at photos… Continue reading Mommy obsessions
I’ve never skateboarded in my life. And truth be told, I probably never will. I’m a very feet-on-ground person, as opposed to a feet-on-wood-with-wheels type. But this avid skateboarder was explaining to me the simple technique of skateboarding; you just ride it out. So if you’re going down a steep incline and you feel out… Continue reading Parenting; it’s just like skateboarding
“What grade is he in?” Oh no, not that conversation again! I answer while trying to hide my impatience, knowing the next question coming from this fellow mom. “Really? How old is he?” Do I need to really answer? Do you really care how old he is? But I'm too polite, I casually answer anyway. “How can… Continue reading What grade is he in?
