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Travel Size

Thursday, August 28th, 2014 by by

“Mom! You forgot to pack my strawberry toothpaste!”

“I couldn’t pack it. We did carry-ons so I couldn’t pack a tube of stuff that big. You’ll have to use some of my little toothpaste.”

“But it’s minty! I hate minty.”

“Just give it a try.”

“Yuck. It’s terrible! Look hold on. I won’t brush too hard and then smell my breath. It’s yogurt and chocolate and water flavored. Way better than minty.”



B’s Adventure Part 1: A Nap Bait and Switch, Neon Green Poop, and a Route Inspection

Thursday, August 14th, 2014 by by

Last Saturday, when I was fresh off of finishing up time with students, I put the kids down for a nap and thought out loud, “hmmm…should I go on a bike ride or take a nap?” B said, “you should take a nap. You look pretty tired.”

My droopy eyelids agreed and a headed upstairs, closed our room darkening curtains, turned on the fan and laid down for a glorious nap. I was roused from my drool-inducing slumber a bit later to realize that B was getting cycling clothes out of the closet. I remember being somewhat miffed that he had convinced me to nap instead of riding. and then went riding himself..but then quickly fell back asleep.

About 3 hours later, the phone woke me up. It was B. He had decided to ride part of our potential new Brewery 100 route to do a bit of an inspection of the roads to see if they were biker friendly. “Hey Boss, wanna meet me in Frederick for some bbq in a little while?” I groggily replied, “Sure!” It doesn’t matter how groggy I am…you mention food and I am on it.

The kids woke up soon after and after some snacks to control the hanger, I loaded them into the Chariot and went on a quick-ish 2.5 mile run. If B was going to get in a good ride…then I was going to do something besides slumber. (more…)

Scary Monsters

Thursday, August 14th, 2014 by by

“Mom? Mom?” “Bob, you should be asleep by now.” “Yeah, but I can’t stop thinking about this nightmare Adam told me he had about the lady who lives on his street who’s kind of scary. In the nightmare she had black teeth and her husband had white eyes and he kidnapped Adam.” “That sounds like a really scary thing to think about when you’re trying to fall asleep.” “It is.” “Okay, well I’ll get you a glass of water and you can try and fall asleep again and think about something good, like swimming at day camp, or your basketball game coming up on Saturday.” “Mom? Can you just be here while I try to fall asleep? Just for a little while? I’ll give you the cold side of the pillow.”

Why/How I Don’t Scream at My Kids

Tuesday, August 5th, 2014 by by

We all want to live life without regret. We all, I think, have this wonderful, sunset picture of the end of our life, where we want to be able to look back on our actions and say, “Yeah, I rocked it up. Good life.”

I want to die without major regrets. Sure, I’ll make stupid, dumb choices (ask my husband about that~!) but I don’t want to reach the end of my life and yearn for the ability to un-do something. (more…)



Monday, August 4th, 2014 by by

40. 40. 40! 40!!!!!!!! My birthday is next week, and yes, I will be 40. I feel so…..grown. Almost like I know everything, but I’m still learning. I don’t feel “40″, and I don’t think I look “40″, which is a good thing. ;) My kids are super excited for my birthday. Although, at first Lo wasn’t so excited. She had asked me how old I was going to be, and when I said 40 she gasped, covered her mouth and walked away. A few minutes later she came to me in tears saying “I don’t want you to be 40, it’s so close to 100 and you’re going to die soon!!”. Poor little Lo!!! :( After I explained to her that I was not that old and I wasn’t going to die soon, she felt better. I didn’t though. I kinda felt really old after that. LOL!! I’m over it now though. The toughest thing about turning 40 is getting my license renewed and probably getting a new picture. I love my picture and I don’t want to change it. :/ If that is all I have to worry about, then I guess I’m doing pretty damn good! :D


Look Fast

Monday, August 4th, 2014 by by

“Mom? Are you okay?”

“I guess so.”

“That ball hit you really hard in the face.”

“It did. It feels really bad.”

“I know. Remember when that happened to me those two times?”

“Yeah. Well, whoever threw it, it was just an accident.”

“Doesn’t it feel like your nose is falling out of your face and that it’s stinging on the inside and maybe you can kind of feel your own blood in there? And then your top lip feels all fat and warm but not in a good way? And then right between your eyes it’s like when you get hit with a plastic light saber, sort of? I keep my hands up like this now to guard my face. You should try it next time.”


Summer With Kids

Monday, July 21st, 2014 by by

Raising kids at different ages and stages is a challenge…and no matter what people say, it does NOT get easier as they get older and kids do NOT grow out of tantrums!

This is how I begin every single day….and how I end almost every single day.

I start with good intentions and a plan — a plan which is quickly derailed by the kids.  Sometimes it’s a change in schedule or a missed alarm. Sometimes it’s an impromptu playdate.  Most of the time it’s the fighting.  And bickering.  And whining.  And bickering.  And fighting.  And whining.  ((SIGH))


This is what the garbage can looks like after a weekend.  My boys have chosen to opt out of living life in the outside world and have chosen instead to exist in the basement with their animated world and online friends.  I have truly given up.  I’m so tired of the battle that ensues when I try to get them to do anything but “game” that it’s just easier to ignore them.  That’s probably a bad tactic but it’s all I have right now.

Not one “natural” food product in the lot.  This photo depresses me, actually.  Let’s move on.


Both of the girls are really into shopping right now.  We had a couple of hours to kill while Kellan was at nature camp the other morning so Eliza asked if I would take her and a friend to the outdoor mall nearby.  I had barely parked the car when they disappeared into the nearest Aeropostale.  As soon as Larissa set eyes on Justice, she insisted that we go inside.  She really gets into the whole process of picking out and trying on clothes.  It’s like watching a model walk at Fashion Week the way she works the mirror.  Eliza just outgrew her Justice addiction a year or two ago, and Larissa is picking up just where she left off.  UGH.

I play on a really fun sand volleyball league every Sunday night.  It’s my second year of playing and I love it.  The younger kids love coming with me, mostly because there are always other kids to play with and they can spend most of the time doing this.  (Did I mention, Sunday night is always bath night??)


Every now and again our wonderful babysitter comes and relieves me.  One hour without kids feels amazing.  Of course I miss them…but they are always just a selfie away ;)


School’s Out

Wednesday, July 16th, 2014 by by

“Mom? Why do we have to go back to the doctor?” “Because our coughs aren’t going away and we need to make sure it hasn’t become something more serious.” “Okay, but it better be fast. Because today, you know what time it is, right?” “What time?” “Summertime!”


Wednesday, July 2nd, 2014 by by

Last weekend, B and I came to the realization that if we are going to log any miles on the bike — it will probably have to be alone.

So, on Sunday I fought the urge — the oh-so-very strong urge — to nap once the kids went down for a nap. I changed into my spandex and got the bike ready while B ran to the hardware store for some yard-cleaning supplies. Once he got home, he gave me a quick tutorial on how to use the carbon cartridges in case I got a flat (yeah, I know…I should know how to use them by now). And I was off.

I planned on doing our quick 18-ish mile loop. However, when I got to a possible turn-off to add some miles, I found myself quickly swooping into the turn lane and heading towards Hygiene. I started to doubt my decision when I looked at the sky.

This was to my left…

But this was to my right… (more…)

Say Aah

Thursday, June 26th, 2014 by by


“Yes, Sir.”

“Since they said we don’t have strep throat or anything, maybe they should call it Not-So-Urgent Care?”