About our blogger: Smacksy

Lisa Rae Page Rosenberg is a survivor of 16 years in the television business. She worked, by turns, as a writer, director, producer, casting associate, and the gal who gets everybody’s Starbucks order. Later, she spent time as a counselor at an outpatient program for adorable teens with un-adorable psych and addiction issues. Working in the orbit of actors, rock stars, comedians, and teenagers prepared her for a current gig as the stay-at-home mother of a pre-schooler named Bob. Lisa writes a family humor blog called Smacksy and on occasion, enjoys talking about herself in the third person.

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Posts by Smacksy:

November 24th, 2014

Thankful Tree

I am thankful for…
my house
my derpy stuff

“This a great list, Bob. What’s that last one mean? ‘Derpy stuff’?’

“It means cruddy stuff.”

“What cruddy stuff are we talking about?”

“I don’t know. I heard someone say it at school.”


November 12th, 2014

Oh Dear, Santa

“Mom? I’m putting those new Minecraft Legos on my Christmas list.”

“But, remember? Those new ones don’t come out until next year.”

“I’m not worried. I’m sure Santa has connections.”

November 5th, 2014

The Short List

“Guess what, Mom? I’ve decided that now is a good time to make my Christmas list.”

“Oh, okay.”

“I’m not asking for a lot though.”

“All right.”

“Mom? How do you spell computer?”

November 4th, 2014


“Mom? Are you voting for president today?”

“No. These are mid-term elections. We have two more years before we vote for a new president.”

“Have you ever met a president?”

“Kind of. About twenty years ago, I was waiting for an elevator in an office building in Beverly Hills. When the elevator doors opened, inside was former-president Ronald Reagan with two secret service men.”

“Did you freak out?”

“Well, he said, “Good morning,” and the secret service men nodded. I said, “Good morning,” back to him and we all rode the elevator down together. Then I went to my car and kind of freaked out a little.”

“I can’t wait to vote.”


November 2nd, 2014


“Mom! Mom!”

“What are you laughing at, crazy pants?”

“I can’t… breathe! I’m laughing… too… much!”

“You’re getting a little hysterical.”

“Ah ha ha ha! Hey, Dad! Mom says I’m historical! Like George Washington!”

“That is actually not what I said.”

“Ha ha ha ha! I’m  historical! I’m historical! I chopped down a cherry tree!”

October 27th, 2014


“So, Mom? Instead of an allowance, can I just buy three songs on iTunes every week?”

“I don’t think you should spend your whole allowance every week. Let’s just do one song. At some point you might want the money you’ve saved for something else.”

“I doubt it. Music is my life. Music and soccer. And Minecraft.”


October 23rd, 2014

The Carve

“Hey, Mom? Should we carve the pumpkins soon?’

“I think we should wait until closer to Halloween. It’s been so hot, if we carve them too early they’ll get all moldy.”

“Yeah but the black furry stuff is the scary part!”


October 13th, 2014


“Mom? Last night I had a dream I was with Albert Einstein and he was showing me a wormhole.”

“Wow. Really?”

“Yeah. I think I had that dream because the thing I’m best at drawing at is wormholes. Well, wormholes and ice cream cones.”


October 8th, 2014

Haunted Gingerbread House

“Mom, we have to make the pumpkin on here orange or it won’t be realistic anymore.”

September 25th, 2014

Yeah, That

“… and that’s what they mean by ‘genetic trait.’”

“So, Mom? Like the genetic traits I have from you are my hair color and my skin color and the ones I get from Dad are that I’m tall and smart?”

“Yeah, and I think you could say you get ‘smart’ from both of us.”

“I know you’re smart too but I mean like really smart like Dad.”