KEEPING WHITES WHITE.

I can’t even tell you how many times I have gotten compliments on how I keep my whites so white. I never really thought about it but I honestly think it’s because I never spill on them, which is super crazy because I spill everything. (It’s a family curse .)  Of course, that changed slightly once I had a kid of my own. Not only did I have to protect my whites from myself, but also my daughter. This is actually a terrifying thought. I can honestly say there hasn’t been one day that my daughter hasn’t gotten some sort…

A FAMILY CURSE.

If you know my “original” family very well you probably already know what my family curse is. And when I say original I don’t mean vampires, I mean my parents and my brother. (I am positive there is a name for it but I am blanking as usual.) I am certain we have multiple family curses, because we all have exactly the same issues but we will just focus on the one for this post. Original Family Curse: We spill something at least once a day. If we are attending any sort of a party or event you can multiply…

BROWNIES FOR BREAKFAST.

Last night we made brownies after the little one went to bed in hopes of not getting her all crazy before night night time. Of course we didn’t eat the whole pan (this time) so we had a lot left over in the  morning. Lo being the dessert detective that she is spotted them instantly in the morning and wouldn’t stop asking about them. She has never had a brownie before (mostly because we never make them) so she was extra intrigued. Since it was only 8 am we didn’t really want her eating a bunch of sweets, especially since…

PDA POLICE.

We have all heard of PDA (Public Display of Affection, I think…). I remember being in school and teachers and students yelling PDA when a girl and boy would hug or kiss. It was like a warzone, a teacher would be 100ft from two kids at their lockers and you’d hear them yelling for them to separate like it was life or death. Well lucky for me and my hubby our daughter Lo has decided to take on the PDA police roll, Yay… I am not kidding she’s a nut, worse than those teachers in school. It feels like I…

EW.

My daughter has recently discovered the word Ew and it has quickly become a favorite. I have been saying it quite a bit lately and I suppose she picked up on it. For instance… She doesn’t sit still while changing her poopy diapers so I end up with poop on me. Ew. She decided mushing up her food was better than actually eating it and wiping it all over my arms is even better. Ew. She also likes to clean up her runny boogies with her own hands, which inevitably ends up all the way up her arm and then…

THROW IT AWAY.

As a parent, you know very well at this point that kids are messy. They are more than messy. They are like the most disgusting things you can think of X2000. It’s honestly not their fault, they’re just learning and part of learning is making huge messes like shitting on the floor or rubbing ravioli all over the flat screen. But as parents we also know that we just have to get over it. We pretty much get over it every day of our lives. Whether its a big or small disgusting mess, we have no choice. I mean, you…

MOM LAUNDRY. 

Being a nanny when I was younger taught me a lot about parenting in general but there was always something I never understood, laundry. Now before you call me dumb, I obviously understand what laundry is and how it works but what I never understood was how there was always so much of it and why it was so hard to get done once you have kids. I would always see piles of laundry in a million places and would never dare go into the actual laundry room. One time I had to go in because I couldn’t find one…

LIKE MAMA LIKE BABY.

We have all heard the old saying, “Like mother, like daughter” and most of us either find it to be incredibly true or extremely false. Learning what your child is like and what they will be like is one of the most exciting (also terrifying) things when becoming a parent. When my daughter was born it was pretty obvious she was her daddy’s girl. They looked like twins based on baby photos and as she has grown it becomes even more undeniable. When most people see me with my daughter they think we look identical and then dad comes in…

BUGS.

I always knew my daughter would be a very extreme child, mostly because I am a little extreme at times ( ok maybe more than a little.) Growing up I loved to dance, play dress-up, play sports, dig in the mud, and jump off of shit (this was mostly because my brother would convince me but what are big brothers for?) I was somewhere between sweet, sassy, and badass -although most people probably would say dramatic and reckless ( whatever..) Although, I had these interesting qualities going for me there were still some things that seriously freaked me out, one of those…

FOR THE LOVE OF WHINE.

I am almost certain I am not the first person to start a drinking game with her kids but I thought I’d share the experience in case anyone was thinking of trying it out. It all started after a long Monday and I had attempted about every chore and errand I needed but failed at them all because my darling daughter decided my attention needed to be elsewhere. Most days I wouldn’t mind putting off things such as the laundry but my hubby was out of underwear so I needed to do it to avoid another catastrophe. Since, I clearly…