It’s been a while since I’ve written anything here. And I have a good excuse: I’ve been writing DAILY at the Listen to Your Mother DC blog. Sometimes twice a day. And to be honest, I’m exhausted. But the show is now over. I know – my Facebook friends never thought this day would come. Yes…
Tag Archive: Stuff We Say
Hostess with the Mostess
On Saturday, I had some neighborhood friends over for a chocolate party. My pre-blogging friend Gwen (who actually does have a blog) started a little Dove Discoveries side-business. So of course I offered to host a party for her. I mean - who DOESN’T want to have a chocolate party? I got rid of Chris and the boys,…
She’s so damn smart sometimes…
A conversation that just happened two minutes ago… Eleanor: Mommy – when the tooth fairy brings Oliver a toy tonight… Me: The Tooth Fairy isn’t going to bring a toy. She did that the first few times, but I think this time, she’ll just leave a dollar. [Note: Since Oliver started losing teeth right before he…
DUS DORGE!
I’ve written about my quirky “middle child” George and his very distinctive turns of phrase. And I know I really should be working on this with him now that he’s approaching age five… But I’m sorry – it’s just so damn cute. I dread the day when he stops saying “Hey AY-body!” (“Hey everybody!“) I’ve…
On Farting and Aging…
I think I’ve mentioned before that we don’t even bother with the cuter, less crude terms for passing gas in my house. Since I, personally never brought it up, my children first learned what this bodily function was called from my husband. And no amount of “call it ‘tooting’ please” admonishing has any effect on…
Sound Byte: WTF Eleanor?
Last week, the day before I left for AZ, I decided that I needed to perform an emergency pedicure. Since Eleanor is my constant sidekick, I set it up in the bathtub instead of my own little pedi tub (i.e. the old baby bathtub). As usual, the water was a tad more hot than I…
MRI Update and My Own Little Shylock
Oliver had his MRI yesterday and for the most part it was pretty uneventful. He was a little concerned about where we were going and what we were doing, but was easily distracted in the waiting room (where we waited for a LONG time). He generally does pretty well with medical professionals, as long as…
Parents Say The Darndest Things
All over the world, parents are lovingly and laughingly filling pages of baby books with notes on “firsts,” milestones and those adorable things that our children do and say. For me, the things that they say are the best. Almost all children have a first smile, but not all children look you in the eye…
X-Rated Turtles in MY House?
I took this right after the original conversation. It was just too much – I had to make her repeat it. I told you she was a dirty little birdie…
My Children Are Gross and Annoying
You think I’m kidding? I’m not. You think I’m awful? Okay – maybe I am. But I’m just stating facts. As adorable as they may be, my children have their flaws, and the toddler/preschool years have been a real treat. Let’s start with “gross.” Oliver picks his nose. And he eats it. I probably shouldn’t…
Mother to three children (four if you count my husband), keeper of a moderately sane house, admirer of beautiful interiors and fashion that becomes more and more "young" for me, textile junkie and believer in the power of wishing really, really hard. I wage a daily battle against feet on furniture, "outside voices" inside, the ever widening chasm between now and "when I used to work," wrinkles, a lack of personal time, dust and the constant arrows that having a special needs child shoots directly into one's heart. So far dust and wrinkles are winning, but only because even the best of multitaskers have their limits.