Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Eight Years of Marriage (Hollaaa!)

Today is Dan and my eight year wedding anniversary (!!!). I was going to try and do a whole "8 Things I've Learned in 8 Years" post and click bait the heck out of it ("I never thought I'd live to see #3!"), but the list was getting long and exhaustive and my kids were getting sick of hearing, "I swear, mom's almost done on the computer. Just 5 more hours. Can you go hang out with your other mom, Netflix, for awhile?" I narrowed it down and boom!

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Mabel (A Lesson in Boldness)

 I've described each of my girls a bit here, but in an effort to more fully bore and possibly horrify you with my parenting skills, I'm doing a two part series on what it's like parenting each girl individually (you can read part 1 here). 

Look at this kid. The sparkling eyes. The mischievous smile.
The temporary arm tattoo I forgot to scrub off before family pictures...

When Mabel is being disobedient and I have to use the age old parenting Hail Mary tactic of counting to three, she almost always responds the same way.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Ella (A Lesson in Sensitivity)

I've described each of my girls a bit here, but in an effort to more fully bore and possibly horrify you with my parenting skills, I'm doing a two part series on what it's like mothering each girl individually. 

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Sippy cups are dumb (but I may be dumber)

Last week I decided to buy Matty his first sippy cup. After spending way too much time deciding, I bought a traditional soft spout lid and one with a straw (this is fascinating, right? Please don't leave me). I brought them home, quickly remembered it is literally impossible to teach someone how to drink from a straw ("Just...suck. I DON'T KNOW.") and settled on the spouted lid as his starter cup.

I tore it out of the package and threw the directions away immediately. Directions, are you kidding me? I have three kids, I think I know how a sippy cup works. The thing you do is literally in the name. Sip from this Cup. Give me some credit, please.