Musings on the three most important things in my life; my husband, my kids and my Little Yellow Notepad
I’ve always had bins of stuff. Being organized doesn't mean you throw things out; it means you are very good at storing your stuff in containers. Birthday cards since I turned 4, report cards and other important things like that. That was what prompted me to get my kids storage containers; I understood the need… Continue reading Bins and storage containers
I hate my couch. Truthfully, it’s not the end of the world to hate your couch. But here’s the problem with my couch. It’s less than a year old. And I chose it. And I hate it. The old couches were looking like they needed a bit of an upgrade, and when they marked their tenth… Continue reading When you think you have it all worked out…
Have you ever played Jenga? It's a pretty neat little game, but I never realized that being a mom includes being really good at Jenga. Real life Jenga. In case you’re not familiar, Jenga is that game with small wooden rectangles that you stack very cautiously and sometimes seemingly precariously, and then hold your breath… Continue reading Real life Jenga
It was exactly 3:15 when I remembered. The problem was that the appointment was 45 minutes earlier, at 2:30 pm. And I had forgotten all about it. It was a double well visit. I had been determined to get well visits for all the kids done before school started, and I had missed the first two. I was… Continue reading Uh oh…I forgot I had an appointment…
Four remote control cars in one room is really hectic. Very hard on the ears. But if it keeps all the kids busy, then I’m determined to ignore it. And it works like a charm for at least 6 minutes, until they have a great idea to take them outside. I tell them I don’t think… Continue reading Four remote control cars – what could go wrong?
