A Tea-Tray in the Sky

Can I share with you my most hated aspect of parenting? The clothes. The endless buying and washing and outgrowing and changing seasons, ove...

Every year it's the same. Every year, it's only March Madness. I'm so very sick of it. Let me back up a bit. When we were much...

Dear Mother Nature, Clap..............clap..............clap. Bravo. Well played. Point Mother Nature. I see what you did today, your hu...

Passion: A strong and barely controllable emotion. Alice hit me today. She was mad at her swim teacher, so she hit me. That's logical,...

In my house there's a mythical place where toys go called Way Up High. The location often changes without notice, but the laws governing...

Ever have one of those moments when you laugh out of fear of another even bigger emotion settling in? Yeah, that's been my day. Except ...

Thanksgiving came and went. We survived. I mean, really, it's a fairly painless holiday. You eat and drink and eat and watch football an...

I am too tired to write. I know I said I wasn't going to give any more excuses for not writing , but I swear, this time it's differe...

Hand in hand, I lifted the latch and we entered the tot lot. All around were tricycles, plastic ride on cars, balls, plastic playhouses, and...

Today is a thinking day. I'm not entirely sure why, but my brain refuses to do, only to think. I really wanted to write, help steer my t...

There's a person in my life that loses everything. I won't mention any names. I've already had to join the blogger protection pr...

You know what I hate? Pee. I am sick to death of pee. Not mine of course. My pee is fine. I put it in the appropriate receptacle. I think th...

Today marks the first day of "Get Your Shit Together." I need to get my shit together. When some folks say that, they may be refer...

Bless me followers, for I have strayed. It has been seven days since my last post. I haven't been able to write. Well, that's not en...

Alice is a cutter. No paper is spared. I shit you not, from sun up to sun down my daughter cuts. If it wasn't so damn annoying, it would...

I'm a glutton for punishment. It's the only logical explanation. You recall hell weekend , right? I've agreed to a do-over. Shak...

To be a good parent, my methods constantly have to evolve. As my darling daughter grows, I have to adapt to keep ahead of the madness. When ...

I couldn't decide what I wanted to write about today. Two topics are in the forefront of my mind. One where I ask the Judgey McJudgerson...

You know the old saying, "You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink the got damn pink medicine." So that'...

I have trouble saying no. I'm sure my husband, if he read my blog, would laugh heartily at that statement, but it's true in some res...