What a wonderfully dreary, cold winters night, let’s do something that brings us joy and delight!
The Moderate family was enjoying a movie the other night. My tummy bubbled. (you know… when the air takes that sharp corner around the left side of one’s intestines)
Oldest wanted to wish you all a Merry Christmas. Here is her gift to you (along with italicized, satirical commentary by yours truly)!
The year was 2009. The month was December. Moderate Daddy and I attended a Christmas party where a dear friend of mine told the following story. DEAR FRIEND: “My daughter brought home a paper… Continue reading
Trophies for everyone! Participation ribbons for all!! Saying “that looks awesome” about a scribble picture!!! Affirmation (aka… praise) plays an important roll in the process of a human developing a healthy, well grounded sense… Continue reading
One result of having children of the opposite sex is that being around the opposite sex becomes normal everyday living. Boys are boys… girls are girls… no big deal.. nothing new here! My boys won’t think girls… Continue reading
Is it a sign? Is it coincidence? I don’t know but what I do know is every action has a reaction. As for Sundays… we go to church… have a wonderful time of… Continue reading
I’m not so naive to think my children will parent just like I parent! Even though Oldest is only 7, I’ve already been informed of a few things she’s for certain she’ll do differently.
$27,118… I’m quite certain that’s how much money the Moderate Family has wasted on well-intentioned, uneaten veggies!!! Right? Right!!
SCENE: In the kitchen doing one of the nine things needing my attention. My Oldest and my Middle are in the play-room/dining-room/craft-room making stuff out of pipe cleaners (Oldest led). SCENE: 13 minutes… Continue reading
After successfully “training” my Oldest to sleep through the night, the next big step was potty training. I was a new mom whose close friends were quite useless since they themselves didn’t have… Continue reading
SCENE: Putting anti-itch cream on my oldest’s mosquito bites OLDEST: “Mommy, why do mosquitos just love me?” ME: (prepared with a quality “momism”) “Because you are so sweet, baby!” OLDEST: “I need to… Continue reading