A few years ago, I self-published a book: How to Be a Good Mom (Or at Least Not an Epic Failure). It was meant to be sort of tongue-in-cheek, a funny take on my experience raising three kids. In it, I set out the 5 “rules” of parenting (or being…
The holiday season that ends one year and ushers in another is often a time of tradition. I think most people would say they have some sort of Christmas tradition, whether it be a big feast and fellowship with family and friends or something smaller, like marathon watching A Christmas…
May is a time of endings and new beginnings; this truth is never more evident than with high school and college graduations. But even without a current graduate* in the house, we’ve had our own share of endings and beginnings this month. (Technically, Bryan graduates in July with his Doctorate…
Well, the world did not end on December 21, 2012, as some believed the Mayans had predicted it would. But a few days later, it sort of felt like it did. Arkansans were all a buzz on Twitter and Facebook about the possibility of a white Christmas; and, rightfully so,…
It should probably be called “momcation” but kidcation is what I used last year, and I’m nothing if not consistent. So the kids left yesterday with Pepa to travel back to Alabama to stay with Mema for their annual visit. This time for two weeks. All three kids gone for…
Last week we vacationed at Gulf Shores for the week with Pepa. Â It was a long, fun week filled with pool trips, beach outings and LOTS of seafood. Over the course of the week, in my state of sheer exhaustion from chasing kids in the sun, I may have said…
Ok, not really. Â He only got suspended. Â Yeah, only. Â The dreadful day was last Thursday, when I got the call that our 3-year-old, Wonder Boy (as in I wonder if he’ll be the death of me), was in the daycare director’s office and needed to be picked up. Â When I…
The Girl brought home a book she put together at school. Â It’s a story she wrote and “illiastrated” about her Pepa. She was very proud of having done everything except the laminating, so I’ll be the proud mama and share: http://w723.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw723.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fww236%2Fstephhwilliams%2FBlog-DO+NOT+DELETE%2Fslideshow+post+tommys+story+may+2010%2Fc072843c.pbw
Boy Genius has been talking about seeing Avatar in 3D ever since it came out, even after he realized it wasn’t the story of Aang and his element-bending posse. Â When Bryan and Pepa first went to see it, the idea was that it might be “a bit much” for little…
By the time I’m writing this it’s pretty much moot, which, despite the fact that it’s a reminder that I’m neglecting the blog, really is a good thing. You see, before Thanksgiving, we were having a bit of a problem with Wonder Boy at daycare. Okay, that’s an understatement. Our…
Okay, so this one starts way back. In a nutshell, my 7-year-old’s got high cholesterol. Seems weird but it’s true. We discovered that Boy Genius’ lousy cholesterol (that’s LDL for you science types) was higher than the average bear’s back when he was about 2. A few years before, Pepa, who…
Have you ever had that feeling like you’ve got so much in your head it’s bound to explode any second??? I’m certain this is not a feeling unique to me, but, at the same time, this is not one of those situations where misery loves company. And I wouldn’t necessarily…
Last Friday night was pretty awful (though in the grand scheme of things, not really). Pepa was here for a visit so, of course, we were eating out for dinner. We had an errand or two to run first, and it apparently takes an hour from the time we decide…
I used to consider myself an organizational guru. (See my previous post on Boxes!) I like to have a place for everything and everything in its place. Of course, it seems like with each child, I get a little more lax in the way I do things. I’m certainly no…
Pepa arrived tonight and we went out to dinner (I didn’t want to cook tonight since I’ll be doing quite a bit tomorrow {woohoo, Christmas dinner}, and today’s Pepa’s birthday!). During dinner, the following transpired: Boy Genius to The Girl: “Why did you just change the discussion?” The Girl: “I…
