We’ve all  heard about the poor over-scheduled American child, haven’t we? He has no time for imaginitve play, no downtime, no time for homework. Well I’m  hear to tell you about the poor overscheduled American mom. She has no time to watch Glee, no time to play in her soap room, no time to even [...]

Sometimes the best family photos aren’t the ones that turn out “right”. This photo was taken at a small bird sanctuary right next door the the Fred Meyer my family always grocery shopped at when I was a kid. We would often buy loaves of bread then walk across the parking lot to feed the [...]

Pooptastrophe: A traumatic event or accident involving a preschooler or any child out of diapers and “number two.”
As in, “Robbie had a pooptastrophe at the triathlon when he used the port-a-potty. ”
No one knows what went wrong but I am told his hands were covered with the evidence when he eventually poked his head out [...]

Today we participated in a triathlon. Toby was the only one with a number on his chest but, trust me. Spectating a triathlon this long with a four year old to entertain is a sport for Mommy too. Toby did this race at the last minute -  mostly for fun and to support a friend [...]

Our honeymoon was to Disneyland. That’s me, the blushing bride, up there in that photo. My parents’ honeymoon was to Disneyland. Saying I’ve been looking forward to taking Robbie on his first Disneyland trip is a bit of an understatement.
But life has a way of, well, getting in the way. We had the budget lined [...]