Don’t pee in my bed! That’s your what???

My four year old, Oliver, insisted on sleeping in a swim diaper last night, and I wondered if it would hold. At 6:10 this morning, he moved into bed with us, snuggled a bit and then said, “Mommy, what is this?” He patted the bed, and I said, “Oliver are you joking? It’s the bed.”“No, Mommy, this.” I should have paid more attention to the mischievous smile curling the corners of his mouth....more
@tashaarmijo Oh yes, just wait!! :) I'm so glad you liked this. Thanks for reading, and letting ...more

Motherhood Is Like a Bridesmaid Dress

As parents, we are constantly looking forward: to the next milestone, the next accomplishment, the next level, the next birthday... the next night when all is quiet and we can finally relax.  Sometimes we forget to look back.  Or we forget what it was really like when our own kids went through various stages. ...more

Short But Sweet

My car smells like old french fries.  The bottom of the washing machine is filled with the fine gray sand of the Georgia coast.  Carlos' little wrists are more tan than they should be.  Vivi's curls have been tied in knots by the sea breeze.  Yesterday, we woke up to the sound of the surf and fell asleep to the sound of rain on our roof.My newest happy memories were made with my oldest friends.  It must have been a Road Trip Weekend....more

Toddler-hood and its many surprises

I was reminiscing the other day, about a time when my boys were younger.  Sure, kids are a handful at every age; it's just the particular type of stress that changes as they age.  Currently, we are in that "hurry up and go from one activity to another without giving me attitude" stage.  But I remember well the days of toddler-hood when they are just independent enough to wreak havoc in the blink of an eye. ...more

Introduction to Our Combined Parental Alienation Mess

THE  INTRODUCTION OF A BLENED FAMILY X2 ON PARENTAL ALIENATION...more

How Do You Bond With Your Teenage Son? I Prefer Milkshakes, Bad Pop Music

The beat of the music filled the car much louder than I normally prefer. But, I didn’t turn the sound down. I just let it fill the space around me and my 13-year-old who was silently lamenting his lacrosse team’s loss in the championship game of an intense full-day four-game tournament....more

My Son Is Beautiful -- Just Like Me

At some point in my life I told myself that I was not beautiful. I thought it, accepted it, and lived with this self-declared statement for decades. I had made the assumption that real beauty, TRUE beauty, was defined as shorter, thinner, less pale, less splotchy, more everything I wasn't and less everything that I was....more
For YEARS I used to hear "oh my God, your daughter is so beautiful! She looks just like her ...more

How a Halloween Costume Changed My Life

Here in the Monkey House, we like Star Wars. Actually, we're kind of obsessed. And it all started during the brief whirlwind of a courtship between Mr. Martini and I. One night after some, umm, imbibing, Mr. Martini opened the closet and seemingly out of thin air came five full replica light sabers -- the kind that could be a movie prop if you didn't know better. At the time, I could have cared less about Star Wars. That was until my first 2am parking lot light saber battle with the neighbors. I was intrigued....more
My son is VERY excited. I think I might give it a try even though I do not have much time left.more

No Alarm Clocks Allowed

Shhh! It's 7:00 AM and it's time for my son to get up and get ready for school....more

Conversations with My Son

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