Come join the fun as it happens on Facebook and Twitter.
The two year-old is waddling around the house with both legs in one hole of his underwear saying, “I a penguin!” Future candidate for the gifted program right here, Folks.
I heard the lead singer from Fun on the radio and I thought for a minute it was Aaron Neville. So I think I’m officially old now.
In case anyone was wondering, it took approximately three weeks for Danny to figure out if he “forgot” his lunch at home, he could get hot lunch at school.
#smartkid
The little kids often come to me with a string of nonsense letters they wrote and ask, “What does this say?” I was caught off guard when my daughter’s actually spelled “HOT BILL”. Not sure if I should ask for clarification. . .
Me: Where are your pants?
Joel: They peed. Here you go. (throws them at me)
Me: Are they just a little wet?
Joel: No, not little. They. . . they STRONG wet.
#sadbuttrue
It’s always the mornings you are running late when the kids decide they only want a certain color of Fruit Loops and start an intense trading game with each other to get what they want.
“What would be comfortable to wear while potentially recovering from surgery and leaking bodily fluids and will also look good in a thousand pictures we will keep forever and I’ll feel appropriate wearing while greeting our friends/family/pastor?”
#packingthehospitalbagquestions #nogoodanswer
I think it’s adorable when maternity photographers suggest a good idea for a picture would be to wear your pre pregnancy jeans and just not zip them up. Because the only difference between my pre pregnancy body and now is that three inches of zipper. . . right. . .
#thirdtrimesterthighs
I was looking all over Target for pants I could sleep in and could also be worn in public. It didn’t occur to me that Lazy Pants would be found in the “activewear” section.
Something dripped in the oven last night and I didn’t realize it until I went to preheat it for lunch. So I’m choosing to tell the family we’re having gourmet smoked Red Baron pizza for lunch. It’s the latest thing.
It finally happened: The two year-old (my biological child) asked when we were going to adopt him and burst into tears when I said we weren’t.
#adoptivefamilyproblems
My daughter does not have a Ken doll, so a Darth Vader action figure has been filling in. I feel like I may be creating future relational issues for her. . .
It’s great that my kids sleep so well during thunderstorms. It is not great that for some reason it makes them wet the bed.
#unexpectedlaundryday
I’ve told my husband that if I die in some mysterious fashion, I would rather they leave the mystery unsolved than have a CSI team come into my house with that black light thing. The amount of disgusting bodily fluids around this house on a regular basis would probably just confuse the situation and cause me to die a second death of shame.
#momconfession
I heard Michael Buble singing “Haven’t Met You Yet” on the radio and burst into tears.
#thirdtrimesterproblems
The ten month-old just walked across the living room. So yeah, I’m pretty sure she knows she’s not going to be “The Baby” for much longer.
#bigsisterproblems
The part of me that’s fully committed to breastfeeding this new baby was a little offended that a bunch of formula samples came in the mail. Then I remembered that time when I got a horrible stomach flu when Joel was just a couple weeks old and Brian had to run out for formula because I physically couldn’t nurse. So thanks, Formula Manufacturers! You may have saved us a trip to the store.
#perspectiveadjustment
Pregnancy causes vision changes. What used to look like a normal sized meal now appears to be a snack and what used to look like a giant pair of clown pants now looks like skinny jeans.
#thirdtrimesterproblems
Just found that somebody has colored all over my birth plan. So I guess I probably didn’t need to include in the “special information” section that we have a large family of young kids. . .
I threatened the boys that if they didn’t stop fighting I would make them read a book with me.
#momfail
The other day I took a snack into the shower with me. . . because, you know, fifteen minutes is a long time to go between eating.
#thirdtrimesterproblems