Archive for the family humor Tag

Evidentially I Need to Put On Some Pants

I’ll never learn. . . If getting caught by the dog walker pants-less wasn’t shameful enough. . . The other day, when I got home from yet another birding adventure in the Park, I was a little overheated. So I took off my jacket, shoes and pants. Makes perfect sense, No? It’s not like the kid cares if I’m running
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Eat It

It’s Thanksgiving.  8:25AM.  I’m eating cold pizza. I KNOW.  Who in their right mind does that on the morning of the most “important” meal of the year? The woman who knows she doesn’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of eating that meal. . .that’s who. Here’s the thing, due to the fact that Thanksgiving’s on a Thursday, we usually
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When A Nap Is Not Just A Nap. . .

I’m feeling all twitchy and nervous. Seems my little darling elected to skip his nap today.  What un-nerves me the most about this afternoon? The fact that Mac seems to have made a conscious decision not to nap. He went to the stairs with his wubbies at the typical time, like he wanted a nap.  We went upstairs and I
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Play Dates: Reluctant Mother is Clueless

This morning started out crazy good.  I was up early and positively crushing my to-do list.  Mac got awake a bit earlier than usual and ate quickly so we were out the door sooner than I anticipated. That’s when I ran into the neighbor at the end of the street. She has a son almost exactly one month younger than
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The Toof Fairy

Ok.  I wasn’t going to post about this because I begged asked the fabulous Dani over at Cloudy With A Chance of Wine to cover it on one of her Theme Thursdays. . . But then I go a little um unsolicited prompting and I felt like the issue was ripe for a post. It all started about two months
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What We Have Here Is A Failure To Communicate

Ever since Mac started babbling, I’ve tried to be cognizant of over-using the word, “No.”  Obviously, he’s going to learn the word at some point but I had aspired to use more creative ways to ask him to stop doing the same annoying or dangerous crap over and over and over again. I get tired saying the word.  Certainly he
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In Which Reluctant Mother Goes From a Little God Joke to Actually Being God’s Little Joke

For those of you just checking in here’s a quick recap:  My Husband is out-of-town for the week so I’m unattended with the kid, 2 dogs, and 3 cats for the week.  The timing worked well for my Mother and Stepfather to visit for a couple of days earlier this week.  And just before they visited, I made a trek
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Forgive Me, For I Have Sinned. . .Again

Or at least it looks bad. . .really bad. . . Husband is out-of-town for work. And because I’m the proud, well-documented lazy-ass mother of a 15 month-old, I decided I should invite my Mother to visit for a few days. Sunday evening after a wild day of birding (3 rarities – 1 of which was mega), while my Husband
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Control Freak Mother Wrangles Out of Control Toddler

Yesterday evening, My Husband looked at me while wrangling Mac over the kitchen sink to wash his hands and said, “Have you noticed he’s becoming harder to control?” No.  No.  Not at all.  What would give you that impression? Harder to Control?! He’s becoming nearly impossible to control. In fact, he LOVES being completely OUT OF CONTROL. Nothing makes him
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What I Learned On My Summer “Vacation”

You know I did some (jokingly overly-dramatic and snarky. . .and some seriously sleep deprived honest) whining about this little family trip to Corolla, North Carolina last week. You didn’t know?  What?  All of cyberspace didn’t hear my bitching? Well, no worries.  Here’s a second chance. Except. . . I’m feeling uncharacteristically jolly about surviving the trip. . .So I’m not sure
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