Three
3 is no longer calling peanut butter “bunga”, but it’s still saying “him” and “her” instead of “he” and “she”. 3 is belting out the parts of the songs you … Continue reading
I Was Dumb
When I was preggers I had so many thoughts on what type of mom I would be. I would make my own baby food, I would breastfeed for a year, … Continue reading
The End Is Near
Jesse faux graduated last weekend, and he’ll be done faux real on the 19th. It’s been a hella long 20 months and while I’m ecstatic my grad school widow/single mom … Continue reading
Dinner with a Toddler
For Christmas, I surprised Jesse with Foo Fighters tickets he had to buy himself because he’s better at stalking the on sale than I am. Needless to say he never … Continue reading
Potty Time
I had such a good blog post going in my head as I was falling asleep last night, but now I remember exactly none of it. These are the hazards … Continue reading
The Rough Days
Yesterday was rough. Boogs was up at 6:30 in the am Saturday and at 5:48 in the am yesterday and guess who was up with him both days. He was … Continue reading
Mom Bod
There was a stat in the show prep last week that two thirds of women would rather date a guy with dad bod than a guy with a six pack. … Continue reading
Toddler Smart
I’m not saying Jesse’s dumb. Because he’s not. You don’t hold down an A average in grad school if you’re dumb. I’m just saying he’s not always toddler smart. If … Continue reading
8 Minute Memoir (Messes)
I forget where I saw the 8 Minute Memoir, but it seemed like a good writing exercise so I figured I’d jump on board. I’m incredibly behind and have no idea … Continue reading
Food Fight
I don’t know who decided children need to be fed multiple times a day, but it was obviously someone who never had children. I see photos of tiny humans eating … Continue reading
Soybeans, Too 