I have been doing this whole mommy-ing thing for more than 15 years. In career land, that would probably make me a professional. A professional mom or, dare I say, an expert? According to my stint on Answers.com as the Parenting Expert, then yeah, totally, I am that. But, based on my children’s inability to leave a room without turning off the lights, flush the
Mom Rites of Passage: 15 Things You WILL Do
If you’re anything like me, before you stepped foot into motherhood you kinda had it mapped out for yourself. Don’t be like that helicopter mom at the park. Don’t be like that mom who just drops her kids off at the park. Don’t be like your mom at the park. Instead you were gonna make your own baby food, and use organic cloth diapers, and
Happy Human Hacks: How to Make Your Kids Behave.
Finding ways to live a full life more easily has been on my to-do list for years, probably since womb days. 29+ years later and I am still working on simplifying my living. Not to the point of like no-cell-phones-I-live-off-the-land-and-stuff simple, but you know, less drama, less clutter, less crazy, less everything but chocolate and money. More money. No way have I reached the point
From the Archives: The Real Life Parent Trap.
I’ve decided to use Fridays to dig back in the formerly-parenting-BY-dummies-now-Dude-Mom blog archives to share previously-written-but-somewhat-revamped posts with you all. Why? Because I’m lazy being home alone all day has caused me to pick up a bunch of extra responsibilities, including but not limited to, volunteering at two schools twice a week, as though I am actually being paid, organizing every single room in this
Wordful Wednesday. Mama Don’t Play That.
Recently, I took The Dudes to Baltimore for a weekend adventure. Long story short, Dumb Dad had to stay home with Dumb Dog because of some, er, miscalculations with the kennel (aka, we had to change some dates and I forgot to call to save her a spot), so I was on my own with The Dudes in the city. Before we left I was
Parenting Tips for People Who Need Them.
I consider myself a parenting professional.* I know, sounds pretentious of me, but I figure since no one really knows what they’re doing anyway and it’s all about trial, and error, and the fine art of learning to fake-it-til-you-make-it I’m feeling pretty qualified. I mean, I spend enough time at it. I’ve been doing it for a while. I write about, I talk about it,