Boy, am I in trouble. Thank you, J, for sending me a mobile photo of these, well, Princesses in a can, snapped right in the soup aisle of the supermarket. Not only do I get to ride my daughter, or even wear my daughter, but I now get to eat her, as well. Now that's mmmm mmmm good.
DWR
You may remember driving while pacifying and the new rules of the road that govern the streets of the Land of Mom. Well, today, I realized a new rule: Driving While Rattling. You see, my normally pleasant, giggly girl decided to scream during our entire 10 minute segue from Point A to Point B. 10 minutes may not ...
a hard day, with some glaze on top
I must say, today was a long day. It started early, it included some turbulence, perhaps a few tears, and a tired mommy at the end of it. However, I feel blessed to have a husband who has shown me a light at the end of the tunnel... ...in the form of a surprise doughnut for dessert. Sometimes a girl just needs ...
quack
So guess what? I'm officially part of the waddle club, again! No, I'm not pregnant. Tricked ya, didn't I? Seriously, though. This afternoon it hit me. I'm no more mobile today than I was when I was lugging a 7lb baby around in my uterus. Why, you ask? The infant car seat. Trying to schlep a baby (especially a baby who happens to be ...
You know you have a girlie-girl when…(the Sunday evening edition)
....you overhear your husband, as he snuggles up in bed with the baby, saying the following: "Do you want to have girl talk? Whispers? Pssss Pssss Pssss Which boys do you like? Oh yeah? That's soooooo cute. " File this also under "You know you married an amazing man, who is an incredible father for your little girl."
Is it still considered back-2-school shopping when it’s for an infant?
We all know that craziness is part of the parental territory. I've always loved back to school shopping. So, I couldn't resist. Take a little peek... So, the above is just a small glimpse of the back2schlgear I'm currently washing/drying/folding/arranging in a certain lil lady's nursery. Call me crazy. Call my daughter "Fashionista-in-training" And do you also remember the specific breed of craziness, ...
you know you have a girlie-girl when…(the Sunday afternoon edition)
...you ask your husband to bring down the fluffy, pink doggy and he asks, "which one?" ...you have the following conversation: Me: "Look at her new pink tutu!" Husband: "She has a lot of pink tutus." Me: "Does she need another pink tutu?" Husband: "She is a tutu baby!" Me: "So, what do you think?" Husband "I don't know put it in ...
Mommy’s Law:
(n.) An adage or maxim that states that as soon as one thinks that everything is going wonderfully, something must occur to knock one down a peg, or two. For instance, take this morning: Our day started out beautifully. I woke up early, got dressed and set off for a morning walk to our favorite bagel shop, with my husband, ...
morning, sunshine.
This morning, not too long after the sun rose in the sky, I crept into my parents' bedroom, and placed the baby in bed, nestled in between her Bubbie and Zayde Bear. From my room I can hear giggles and squeals escaping from the doorway, "You are my Sunshine", an impeccable Grover impersonation, and more "I love you"s than I ...
Mommy’s got a question for ya.
It's about freckles. You see, this summer has been a bit more indoorsy than usual. That's what you get when you mix a new baby + excessive excessive heat warnings + my husband's skin tone, which I would describe as beige (OK, just off-white, but I'm being kind.) And so, my normal sprinkling of freckles have been kept ...
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