At what point is something deemed a "classic"? Classic; legendary, never goes out of style. At least, that is my interpretation of the word. This week at my son's school is Dr. Seuss week/read across America. I remember having these weeks every year when I was in grade school 25 years ago. Dr. Seuss became... Continue Reading →
I definitely am an advocate for honesty. I have always strived to teach my children to be honest. Sometimes though, they are brutal and unwarranted in their honesty. I thought it would be fun to share some of the things they have said lately. 1. On the way to the doctor's office. Monkey (2 going... Continue Reading →
If you read my Halloween Bucket List post, you would have seen the costume I made for Poppy. Her costume was Glinda from Wicked and I, of course, dressed as Elphaba. Last weekend we did our annual trick-r-treat night at the Henry Doorly Zoo. Basically my whole family attends this event; my mom, stepdad, sister,... Continue Reading →
It is official, Pickle is a kindergartner. Where has time gone that he is already old enough for this!? Last week, we went to the school's open house so that we knew what we were doing on the first day (and meet his teacher). It went well. We felt the school setup was odd, but... Continue Reading →
If you know me, you would know that my biggest pet peeve is lying. I don't see a point in lying. I have known that one of the values I want my children to have is being able to tell the truth. I especially want them to always feel they can tell me the truth.... Continue Reading →
As a parent, one of our main obligations is protecting our children. It is said that the urge to protect our offspring is instinctive. We go through great lengths to ensure our children are safe. I know everyone has their own ideas on what it means to be a decent person. Part of being a... Continue Reading →
We have almost made it through the first month of preschool for Pickle. A couple of months ago I expressed my Preschool nervousness about him starting school. I wasn't sure how well he would adapt given his social anxiety issues. I wasn't sure how he would react when he finally realized we are not staying with him.... Continue Reading →
The joy of cosleeping
I am not a big sports person. I actually do not care much for sports in general. In order for me to be into it, I have to be there at the game. I like absorbing the atmosphere around me. I like being a part of a giant crowd wave. There is also something different... Continue Reading →
