About: Elizabeth A. McKenzie
Elizabeth is a stay-at-home mother of three children, ages eight, six and three years. She lives in Boulder, Colorado with her husband, children, a dog and two cats. In her (very limited) spare time she likes to garden, hike, read mysteries and write. She has written three books for children and is usually covered in paint splatters. http://eamckenzie5.wix.com/thespunkybookworm
Recent Posts by Elizabeth A. McKenzie
This past Saturday we had rehearsal for the Christmas pageant, followed by a birthday party for a friend of Kate’s who has a December 26th birthday. At some point, I realized that I hadn’t ordered our picture Christmas cards yet so I frantically searched for a “virtual coupon” that would cut enough off of the price that I would feel less guilty paying extra for the “rush shipping.” We hurried home so I could get the girls asleep before my sister came over to be there while I ran to the airport to pick up Cooper and my husband who had taken a boys’ trip to Tennessee to visit family. We got home at ten.
The next morning we were up bright and early for the Christmas pageant. Between the early arrival and costume donning, followed by dropping off our obligatory edible contribution to the “Pageant Party,” and the obligatory … Read More
Between my new nonprofit, Big Hearts Big Soles, and the four to five short blogs I write for Thirsties each month, I wouldn’t even say I qualify as working very part-time, but I am a stay-at-home mom full-time. Given that I barely have five minutes in a row to sit down and write during the day without Cooper wanting to show me something, requesting food, stubbing his toe or a whole myriad of other possible events that require Mommy’s attention, I really can’t comprehend how some parents work real jobs, from home, with their infants and toddlers at home too.
Today for instance, I had a list of things I needed to get done–including to get a blog written and uploaded for Thirsties, to go to the bank to deal with a fraud issue on my account, tracking … Read More
The first day of the Advent,
The first day of December.
Our Elf should be arriving
But I can’t seem to remember
Where in this house I stuffed him
Over eleven long months ago.
But the kids did not forget,
Looking high and low.
I hid him somewhere very safe
I knew the kids would never look
I put him somewhere in a bag
Or behind a boring book.
I’ve ripped apart the whole garage
My storage bins and shelves
And I’m wondering where other parents
Stash their blasted Elves?
I stuffed him in a closet
Or with the camping gear,
Yet still I cannot find him
And school pick up time is near.
I hope that when I find you,
You little handsome little knave,
That you will work your magic
And help my children to behave
Because while you sit … Read More
I am feeling particularly grateful this holiday season. My children are healthy, they’re happy and well-adjusted (most of the time) and we’ve made some huge progress figuring out how Kate’s diet affects, not only her moods and her behavior, but also her ability to learn. Life is good. But the thing that has me most excited right now is my new nonprofit, called Big Hearts Big Soles Inc.
Let me tell you the little story that got the whole thing started. I was dropping off some items I was donating at the Salvation Army—did I mention I’m a Thrift Store regular? They are my favorite place to buy clothes for myself and the kids, books and furniture. I love a project, like an old shelf, to repaint and fuss with until it looks like new again. Or if not new, funky will work. Anyway, I digress. I happened to overhear … Read More
My husband’s company encourages it’s employees to take care of themselves. Our health savings account is credited when we get annual physicals, take online health assessments and even exercise. To motivate us to exercise and remain active, they’ve given us Fitbits which we wear on our wrists. The Fitbit sends information to an app that we installed on our smartphones so we can see how many steps we’ve taken, how many calories we’ve burned etc. I like to call mine my microchip because it seems to know exactly what I am doing at all times. It counts each step I take, it senses and counts “active minutes” which I assume means when I am doing something other than walking—like jogging. I’ve logged plenty of active minutes when I wouldn’t consider myself being active but maybe it’s counting running up and down the stairs to help Cooper on the potty and … Read More