In just three weeks Cooper turns FOUR! Because we’re in the process of selling our house and moving to the suburbs, we’ll be celebrating a week early. His two sisters, three cousins and two best buddies are the only guests at his birthday party this year. And that will feel like plenty of kids, I’m sure! We’re going with a dinosaur theme since dinos are his newest obsession and pretty easy to pull off. I’m opting out of making a dino shaped cake and doing cupcakes instead–easier to make and easier to serve! I’m planning the party for one o’clock on a Saturday so that the kids can come with lunch in their bellies and I won’t have to worry about my kids not eating “healthy food” during the party because when there are that many other kids around, my kids don’t stop moving unless it’s for sugar, flour, eggs … Read More
1) You get crowded out of your king-sized bed by your three-year old, your six-year old, your dog and your husband so you sneak off to the empty queen-sized bed in your daughter’s room…only to wake up an hour later being crowded out by your three-year old, your six-year old and your dog while your husband sleeps alone in the king.
2) A child walks all the way upstairs, past several trash cans, a drooling dog, a toilet and two sinks to spit out a “yucky” food into your hand.
3) You’ve ever been interrupted so many times while showering that you shaved one leg twice and never shaved the other.
4) At least 23 strangers have seen you going to the bathroom because your child(ren) insist on opening the door in a public restroom despite your pleas and threats regarding the opening of the … Read More
Hissing steam of fragrant broth,
Awakening a mother sloth.
Any longer is too late!
Messy hair and shuffling feet,
Hurry towards my caffeine treat.
Dark and fragrant in my cup
Fill it to the tippy top
Room for cream and sugar, sure
I think I need a little more.
Wrap my hands around my mug,
Like a warm and loving hug.
Just one sip, a blissful sigh,
From puffy eyes to opened wide.
The sleepy fog around my brain
Evaporates like desert rain.
In my head the gears start churning,
Pistons pumping, engines burning.
Another sip and just in time
Of magic potion, so divine.
I tilt my head like mother hen,
And hear a thump (or more like ten)
And down they come, all three pairs,
Of small feet upon the stairs.