Sometimes, instead of washing the sinkfull of dishes, I just stack the dirty dishes into like piles and go to bed praising myself for my superior organization skills. The bad news: the next day, if we are running late for school, I have to serve the kids' cereal on paper plates and plastic sporks from KFC and tell them it's Backwards Day. The good news: my kids watch Spongebob and have been introduced to the concept of Backwards Day, making it a plausible and exciting explana

I am going through a period of self-discovery so I have decided to come clean. I feel like this is the only way I can ever become the person that I want to be. So, here goes… 1. I desperately want to be the type of woman who keeps her house immaculately clean, just not enough to actually do it. My counters are cluttered, and there are dark spots on the kitchen floor. Everywhere I look is some mess I want to clean…but don’t. 2. I am not supermom. I’m not even averagemom

That is not soap scum on my shower door. It is a homemade “faux frosted” glass décor. I know the dog bowl is empty. But if he fills up on dog food he won’t have room for all the scraps under the table. His shoes are on the wrong feet because I believe that teaching my children independence and self-care is more important than “fashion”. Or practicality. Or blisters. He is out in public with only one shoe because it part of this really cool game called the “Lose one shoe w

Sorry, I’ve had a lot of time to think about this, and now I’m on a roll… The bed made earlier this morning.But later, the boys were practicing their emergency preparedness on and under the bed. Better safe than sorry. Yes, I do recycle and care deeply about our environment, but I need those Walmart bags to dispose of nose-peeling diapers every day. I believe the containment of those poisonous fumes is some of the best work I do in my community. I’ll admit, I do sit my chil

I’m about to drop a little knowledge on you—buckle up, people. The food in the bottom of the highchair seat is called “appetizers”. The hardened French fries in the car seat are baby toys. You’ve heard of the “don’t text and drive campaign.” This is part of the “don’t rummage through your purse for baby snacks and entertainment and drive” movement. It’s about safety. The underwear in my son’s pant leg was actually strategically placed there in case he has an accident at sc