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My daughter is a sensitive little monster, and I mean that in the best way possible. She is opinionated and strong and (sometimes) rather terrifying.  But she is also a vulnerable, fragile, blessed ball of emotion. She comes by these personality traits honest. See Exhibit A: HER MAMA. Quite frankly, I am so fortunate to call her mine, even on the days when she tries the very, very, VERY last of my frazzled nerves. And so, when I unintentionally hurt her feelings, my heart breaks. The other day, I made an innocuous, off-handed comment to bébé H, or so I thought. Sometimes, parenting is stupidly hard in unexpected ways.  Well, I was an accidental asshole parent (continuing the trend of accidental assholery)...
Hey there, party planning Mommy! I bet you try to make everything Pinterest worthy for your littles’ birthdays, don’t you? I bet you have spent too much money on party favors, balloons, and a piñata filled to the brim with candy? I bet you prepared a full spread of cute party-themed foods? I bet you stayed up late making balloon arches and various other DIY decorations after you helped with homework, made dinner, cleaned up the kitchen, and spent over an hour trying to get through the dreaded bedtime routine? But you didn’t mind, did you? You thought, this is the stuff they will remember. They are 100% going to love this! After the party is over, I bet your house...
Kids are awesome and draining and fun and tiring, but so are vacations and parties and a million other things. The recent hurricane reinforced a lot of things for me and provided some enlightenment, too. I know daycare/work are right for our family and I know that I sometimes envy that toddler mentality. Toddlers have it made. They get to go to bed early and have someone else do all of their cooking and cleaning. They can spend hours reading books and playing, but what I've really grown to notice and appreciate is the toddler's view of the world and their place in it. During our recent extended time at home, and without power, I witnessed so much joy and imagination....
Witching hour(s) should start with a B, I mean really, can I get an AMEN?!? At what age will there not be a witching hour(s)? When the clock strikes 5:00pm, our whole house vibe changes. It’s like the earth tilts off its axis. There is yelling, hair pulling, and crying and the kids are even worse! There is more energy in our house than a damn Red Bull! It is all I can do to get everyone fed, bathed and put to bed every night. So here’s what our house looks like… We do homework as soon as everyone gets in from the bus, with three school age kids, we have no choice. They have a snack while we tackle...
For those of you who are raising three-year-olds, you understand the dreaded “three-nager” phase. This phase comes with boundary testing and fierce independence. My youngest is a wild, free-spirited, little lady with a big personality and a ton of self-confidence! The more I think about it, I start to imagine what it would be like to live with the same unapologetic confidence as my toddler? There is nothing like confidence To prepare for a typical day, I lay out all of my children’s clothes the evening before to help our morning run smoothly. My youngest is used to this routine and rarely gives us trouble with getting ready. On one recent morning, I realized that Laurel hadn’t come out of her...

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