Sorry about that you guys: I totally forgot to enlighten you with the results for the Grossest Person at the Playground Poll! How could I do such a thing?
Well, it was a close race. I thought A-Hole on the swing (Remember? “Is that a swing for retarded people?”) was going to [...]

Do I follow you on Twitter? Heck, no! That was way too much for me, ya’ll. It lasted what, like 24 hours? I know, I’m so old fashioned. You know, back in my day we just wrote something called a blog post. And then, if someone was particularly tech savvy [...]

Here’s a thought: Next time you, say, are thinking of a blog title for your blog, consider the possibility that you may one day meet the people who read your blog. Imagine the moment when you arrive at, say, a dinner for mom bloggers in your area, very late, mind you, and as [...]

We live next door to three fairy princesses, dancing sprites, thin-bodied frolicking goddesses; we live next door to three girls. When we take walks or spend time in our yard, they are usually out. They blow bubbles, twirl in the grass, roll down their hill, and do cartwheels, their long hair flowing behind [...]

While I was changing Sam’s diaper today we were playing a little word game.  He was having me repeat what he was saying as he created a huge, long, made-up nonsense word.  So he’d say a part and then have me repeat it. “Nami…wooki…nugey…baki…woolie…fuman…nokki.  Mommy, that word was bigger than my poopie!”
“Yes, but just barely.”

To: Potential Babysitting Candidates
From: A confused mom who really just needs someone to come in a few mornings a week
Subject: What not to say, aka, When To Shut It
Dear Future Babysitting Candidates,
In the future, you may want to learn from your predecessors and take heed of the following tips.
1) Recent college [...]

Tonight is graduation at the high school nearby. All through our dinner we saw grads in caps and gowns walking by. Parents, trying to find parking, nervously carrying flowers and hurrying to find seats in the stadium. I thought about how many years would pass before I’d be making the same walk. [...]