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What does a purple teddy bear have to do with potty training?

What does a purple teddy bear have to do with potty training? At our house? Everything. I have 2 kids, a 5 year old son and 3 year old daughter. I had always heard that boys are a lot harder to potty train than girls. But when my son was almost 2, he went up… Continue reading What does a purple teddy bear have to do with potty training?

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Don’t Wake Cat!

My 5 year old son is a persistent inventor. He doesn’t tell us his plans upfront. He comes to ask for help with 100 small tasks that eventually get bigger and bigger and bigger. Then right when he is about to get in trouble for something, like climbing the counters to get to the scissors,… Continue reading Don’t Wake Cat!

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And Remember, Watch out for Witches.

My 3 year old daughter is a talker. I mean she tells you how it is and what she wants non-stop. All. Day. Long. She started this thing a few weeks ago where she would tell me something in a normal tone and then unrelated add very seriously “and remember, watch out for witches.”  … Continue reading And Remember, Watch out for Witches.

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The Truth About Being a Breadwinning Mama

“The most natural progression for you would to move into a full support role within the department, ” my manager told me from the other side of a desk in a small office. We sat for a long, awkward moment before I answered. “I know I shouldn’t tell my supervisor this. This isn’t what I… Continue reading The Truth About Being a Breadwinning Mama

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I don’t care if it bothers you when I talk about my kids.

I see you being kid-less and pitying people with kids because you think they need a life and interests outside of their children. I see you. Heck, I used to be you. Even though I understand how you feel, I don’t give a shit.

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I thought I didn’t want a daughter . . .

So I thought I didn’t want a daughter. Not because I preferred a boy over a girl, but because I thought I would be doing a little girl a disservice to be her mother. When I was around 7 or 8 my hair was very thin. I think my mom was advised to cut it… Continue reading I thought I didn’t want a daughter . . .