One of the things that Thomas and I started doing 2 ½ years ago, when we begin dating, was setting aside time deliberately on a weekly basis for date night.
Just he and I usually. Sometimes with friends but NEVER with kids!
Sometimes it is a sexy dress with heels for me and a suit for him. Sometimes it is jeans and UGG boots with a puffy zip-up vest. Continue reading “Why Date Night Is Non-Negotiable”
So I’m driving across town for the second time today and the sixth time this week to go pick up my girls from water polo. It made me stop and think about how we as parents sacrifice the best years of our lives to put such a huge amount of time into getting the next generation of humans launched.
My parents and all they did for me came to mind. Immediately while I was in this thought process I flashed back to when I was 17 (and that makes my dad about 38) and going to prom. Continue reading “The Parenting Marathon”
Not all technological advances are as beneficial as we would have originally thought as parents. We have a new system that is great in theory. I mean I guess it is. It’s kind of sucking in this household though!
It gives us as parents daily updates on our children’s progress at school. I hate it. I don’t want to know. I just want to send them to school clean and well fed in the morning and have them come home with a good attitude and straight A’s. Neither is happening. Continue reading “Kids Under Contract”
I remember being in junior high and having my very first big crush on a guy, pretty much had the hots for him all year in seventh grade. Eighth grade came and I had this great group of friends. They were this awesome little nerdy squad made up of boys and girls. My crush was one of the boys. He was tall, skinny, goofy, had a big smile and a sharp wit. We loved to talk in classes. His last name was Eckert and mine was Edward so we always sat behind each other. He’d borrow my paper and pencils, we would flirt and joke around and I loved it!! Continue reading “Junior High Heartbreak”
Today we had one daughter who got in business that was not hers. I figured that would be the issue of the day, but, then the ten-year-old is apparently ditching choir and the third is pilfering clothing and lying.
So my morning started with a handsome guy bringing me coffee. (Yay)
Went downhill from there. Continue reading “Little Miss Buttinski, The Short Shorts Bandit and the Choir Ditcher!”