Because dinnertime shouldn’t be battle time.
Because the awesomest, craziest week in ministry and trying to bake 150 cream puffs in two hours actually have a lot in common.
When the coffee pot breaks and you don’t have time to stop for any on the way to work. I’m a big girl. I can handle this. I am… I am a shell of myself.
When someone tries to offer my kid a third donut. Kidding. Sort of. Mostly. Just please don’t. #toomuchsugarturnshimintoatrex
Daylight Savings Time surprises me biannually with its awfulness. Pre-kid, DST is annoying. You have an extra cup of coffee or try to go to bed a little earlier. Post-kid? DST is the kind of thing for which Dante needs to invent another circle of H-E-double-hockey-sticks in his Inferno. If you, like me, are muttering…… Continue reading Why Daylight Savings Time is Every Parent’s Nightmare
Random stranger: “Yeah, you should have that mole checked out.” Isn’t getting older awesome? 2. When you realize that the super odd kid from your high school went to Harvard Law, has published three books, started an African NGO, and is running for Congress. Oh YEAH? Well, I… ate a kale salad today instead of…… Continue reading 10 Times Sesame Street Perfectly Described Life as a 30-Something
Living with tiny humans is not unlike Star Trek… 1. When you suddenly realize it’s waaaaaay too quiet Oh no, oh no, oh no oh no oh no. Please, PLEASE tell me they didn’t discover my hidden lipstick stash. Welcome to the foreign planet that is now your living room. 2. When you try to…… Continue reading 10 Ways Raising Kids is Basically Science Fiction