Life with Dudes Never Looked So Pretty
Today’s post features photos and info from a brand sponsored party I hosted for my local blogging friends. No one paid them to like me, eat cookies, rock crafts, or smile pretty for my photos, and all jokes, witty comments, and duck faces here and witnessed at the event are entirely my own. The holidays are always so rushed. Go here, get there, buy this,
There are so many unjoyful things happening in our nation right now. Things that make looking at my boys and wishing for a safe future, free of judgment, free of hate, free of fear for just being who they are, hard. But, for me, as their mother, the joyful moments of us together are what keeps me focused on positivity. Seeing them grow into men,
A Note About Happy Mama’s Posts: You can participate by linking up any post you’ve written this month about joy and motherhood. It doesn’t have to be about finding joy specifically, just a positive post about how you’re rockin’ mom-dom! Keeping it real is one of my blog mantras. I don’t desire to trick you guys into thinking I’m the best mom ever (as if),
Clap your hands. Do a little dance to that Pharell song no one seems to be able to get enough of. Then shout your joyfulness from the rooftops so your friends and neighbors can hear you. You know, for accountability purposes. I don’t know about you, but when I tell people I am going to do something I am instantly like 79.9% more likely to
They say that being happy is a choice. People, with our big brains and free will, have the ability to choose to be joyful beings. We can decide to accept life’s twists and turns and cherish them as part of the journey or loath them and hope they don’t kill us like they are clearly trying to. From my perspective there are basically two kinds
Welcome to 2014! After many hours weeks of thought and planning, I’ve decided that this will be my joy year. Look at me, ignore the tweenager, he knows nothing. The year I will focus entirely on being happier. And slightly more awesome. Not because I’m specifically unhappy, or in desperate need of any awesome upping. More just because I could probably stand to be like
Mom guilt is something I think we all struggle with. Finding the balance between work and home life, or between family time and me time, or between staying awake until the wee hours of the morning to finish an assignment and sleeping to prevent zombie-ism is hard for most of us who have children. After a would-be-relaxing-were-it-not-for-the-guilt day of getting contacts, doing a little
So, there are a few quantifiers I need to put out there about this week’s Dude Mom’s Guide to the Child Centered Universe. 1. DudeMom’s Guide is evidence that I generally don’t have a clue what I’m doing on a day to day basis. Like I tell DudeDad repeatedly, I am an expert at nothing who knows pretty much everything. It’s a source of pride
