Let’s just say expectations don’t always match reality.
“I bet the alligators all got on a plane and said, let’s go to Florida!”
IT SEEMS SO SIMPLE, RIGHT? And yet, there I was again, yelling like a shrew at my family this past weekend. All sleep-deprived and self-righteous. (I always become the self-righteous martyr when I’m parenting from an empty cup…look at me, sacrificing for ALL OF YOU, NONE of you whom seem to appreciate my greatness! LOL. NOT A GOOD LOOK FOR YOU, SARAH.)
Pass the coffee.
Just a few of the questions being asked lately by the resident 4-year old : Do grasshoppers have ears? (Yes, on… Read more Inquiring minds want to know
The four year old’s favorite planets, in order of preference: “Earf” Saturn Neptune Moon Something tells me earf is in… Read more (Earth is my favorite, too ❤️)
Rush home from pre-school, grab your mother and pull her into her bedroom. Dogs are allowed to stay. Dads are… Read more How to Plan a Party for your dad (according to the 4-year old)
Remember naked Moana from yesterday? I’d be failing you if I didn’t tell you the whole naked Moana story.… Read more Full Monty Moana (A show-and-tell cautionary tale)
I officially won motherhood today.
A slice of cheese, half of a tortilla, a smattering of granola cereal, and half a cup of spilled milk. #fouryearoldchef.