Dip is delicious. Kids love it, adults love it…and for good reason. It makes everything yummier. So wrap your head around this – what if you could dip your dip and eat it??? Crazy, right? Yeah. Crazy delicious.
Archive for March, 2010
Okay, moms. So you know how sometimes you need something – anything – to keep a kid’s hands and mind occupied? And you know how sometimes a coloring book and crayons just doesn’t quite do the trick? Here’s a quick and easy option: the crazy activity tube. This craft requires just a few simple supplies, is totally portable, and will keep your kid busy long enough for you to whip up a quick dinner or make an important phone call.
Let’s be honest here. I’m not an artist. Crafty? Sure. Creative? I’ve been known to come up with some good ideas. But artistic? Well, that may be going a bit far.
Back in June, I told you how I got no say in how we were going to refer to private parts in our household. I would have preferred that Kellan start calling it a “pee pee” or something innocuous like that. And now….now the day has come that he is starting to refer to his penis in public.
Feeling hungry? How about a little Broccoli and Cheddar Quiche? Sounds good until you read the label…
As a local TV news anchor, I’ve always been protective of my personal life. I always wanted to connect with the viewers and them to connect with me, but I never wanted to reveal too much too publicly. In fact, once I got married I kept my maiden name as my on-air name, mostly so I could keep one more shield between myself and any crazies out there who might try to track me down. I was SO careful.
What do you get after you work part-time for six weeks, plan for and execute a three year old’s birthday party and lose one hour of sleep due to Daylight Saving Time? For me, at least, you get pretty tired.
Remember when you couldn’t wait to have your independance from your parents? Remember learning about the Declaration of Independance in school? Have you seen the movie Independance Day?
When it became clear that I was going to leave my dream job as a television news anchor and producer, I fell apart. I’m not even joking. I opened a bottle of wine at 4 in the afternoon, and I drank the whole thing. I cried. I laughed like a maniac. I cried some more. A LOT more. My boss was nice enough to give me a couple of days off to collect myself. (And boy, did I need them.)
The big three! Kellan has been a part of our family for THREE YEARS. It’s amazing how much richer our lives have become because of him…
I’ve been turning over one word in my head since Monday morning’s 20 week ultrasound: GIRL. GIRL. GIRL.
I was fully prepared to have another boy. In fact, I was kind of looking forward to it. My husband and his brother have lots of crazy childhood stories…