You know most kids are going to get hurt in life. Despite how badly I want to wrap them in bubble wrap and duct tape, I can’t do that to my children. Those acts tend to be frowned upon by the state authorities, as does hiding them in a closet or taping pillows to them… Continue reading The dangers of crayons and refrigerators.
This $hi+ is real, people. It’s real. And this one was a hard one to write. Not because I didn’t want to put it out there, cause I’m not ashamed. It happened to me. It wasn’t something that I chose. It was hard to write because I had a hard couple of days with this… Continue reading PTSD for Parents of Children with Chronic Illnesses.
Being sick at home sucks. Just sayin’. I get bored easy and I don’t want to watch TV cause daytime TV is horrible and Netflix doesn’t have anything I’m interested in watching, and while I do LOVE sleeping, when you’re sick and you feel all gross, sleeping is kinda gross cause you wake up all… Continue reading Monday Sophie-isms early afternoon.
I’m gonna go ahead and copyright some of this stuff… some of it’s going in the book. Yeah… Monday came and went with a spectacular whooshing sound, and no fun filled Sophie-isms were supplied. I am a negligent and bad blogger. Don’t pout. There are worse things. Like dried up dry-erase markers. That is worse. … Continue reading Monday Tradition VERY Late… cause apparently I suck.
So Vivi’s daycare called today because she had a fever. I picked up her and Archer, who incidentally was magically covered in hives on his legs by the time I got to the daycare for Vivi. ~sigh~ My children. Anyways, I get them home and Vivi is in rare form, refusing to be put down… Continue reading Things I have learned from motherhood.
Herding Chaos 