The question my kids asked the most was “But, Mom, can I have this?” My answer was “I’m not Butt Mom.” The full reply was, “If we all got what we wanted, I’d be on a beach in Fiji right now. And don’t call me Butt Mom.” They never asked where Fiji was. I didn’t …
My hairdresser made me do it. Not really, but it all began when I had my hair lightened quite a bit more than usual. We were invited to a friend’s house to pass out Halloween candy. They had more than 300 kids come to their door like costumed locusts with parents reminding them of their …
When I said I love you, my daughter replied, “Yeah, and I have a yellow car.” She said this at age 3, yet it was still a typical response throughout most of her childhood. My children pulled away from me when they went through middle school. I knew it was a normal part of growing …
For me, one of the hard parts of being a parent was not swearing. It’s a great way to vent frustration that I’ve had since I was 12 years old. That year the school principal heard me yell, “Dammit!” and slam my locker door closed. He only gave me a stern warning. I learned the …
We went more than a month ordering Chinese food. When the delivery guy showed up he was very relieved we were all okay. At that point I had to admit that I wasn’t cooking homemade dinners as often as I thought. Every mom is a short order chef. With your first child you’re optimistic and …
I hid vegetables in my children’s food not for their nutrition, but to avoid their criticism. With three kids and a foggy memory, I didn’t really know who liked what food. One kid would declare with disgust, “I’ve NEVER liked mushrooms.” or “I want cucumbers, Garry’s the one who doesn’t like them. He only eats …
