Hello from the unemployed front! We are in week two of all being under the same roof all the time. And while H has turned his job search into a full time job and I’m plugging away at all my little unpaid, ahem! someone throw me a bone here!, gigs we are for all intensive [...]
Oh Look! A Mommy Blog!
I am a bit concerned…
Pffft… Who needs sleep?!
We don’t need a new baby to give us sleepless nights. Nope. We have T.D. a.k.a. the Sleep Torturer. Just like her name, the Tiny Dictator, she has blossomed into a czar who makes sleeping four hours in a row seem like bliss. For example: I pass out at 7:30 p.m. last night. Lucky me. [...]
What’s with the Peeing?
Seriously folks. Lately, I could easily say that today is brought to you by the letter, ‘P’. It is not just me. I know that I’m waking up a bazillion times a night now to use the head but there is also the dog incident. Now this- 4:36 a.m.- Crying. There is loud wailing come [...]
Overheards
Dinner time, our house, last night… T.D. swipes a fork from the table at lightening speed and quickly hides it on her person. Me: This isn’t prison, put the fork back on the table! H tries to keep from spitting food out of his mouth. Moments later T.D. has swiped another fork and poked herself [...]
What is Pink and Squishy and Family-Friendly? BARBAPAPA!

Sure you have your Cabbage Patch Kids, The Golden Books, your Strawberry Shortcake, throw in some Winnie the Pooh or Where the Wild Things Are and you have yourself many childhood favorites. All things many of us look back on with happy nostalgia. However, it was while I was visiting Paris during my pregnancy that [...]
She’s Crafty
THUD! CRASH! BANG! Footsteps can be heard running overhead with the sound of hysterical Joker-esque laughter following it. Yelling quickly ensues. It sounds like an old Adam West Batman episode is at play in my house. Aah, nap time! That crash was her pink plastic pig. The thud? A pile of books she has unceremoniously [...]
Poof! You’re Two!
She’s Two- does she really need that party?
T.D. turns two on Sunday. It’s T.D. the 2.0 version. As the date draws near I have begun to feel real anxiety about my lack of planning for her big day. There will be no party. Only cake. No balloons, no company invading our home for hours with little tykes to hurl cake around. We’ll [...]























