It’s no secret that my kids getting older absolutely skewers me. Particularly because my situation is not such to be having more babies, I cling to every last bit of sand sliding through the hourglass of early childhood. But, wait. Wait, wait, wait. There are a few things I don’t miss, actually. Like no sleep,

Most worthwhile hair products are an investment; however, there is one that should NOT be. In my humble, possibly unpopular opinion: DO NOT splurge on this item. Huge waste. (Cue Trump’s “huuuuge” pronunciation.) Fluent in Blonde may not be an accredited source to cite, but as your stylist friend, I’m here to do you a

After corralling my kids to their bedtime showers the other night, I spent nearly thirty minutes policing my two boys about brushing their teeth. I put Shayne to bed while I heard the sink running in what I’d assumed was surrendered compliance, and was surprised when I walked into their bedroom. “Buddy, are you bleeding?

I took my kids out on a lunch date last week as a little recess from running Christmas errands. As my daughter baptized each nugget in Chik-Fil-A Sauce, my mind had ample time to do what it does well: rehash its Questions and Concerns file. These are the thoughts eternally hamster wheeling in my brain,

This post left me with a real Hallmark movie aftertaste the first few times I wrote it. Eww. It’s been revised several times, because holidays do not equate to Hallmark movies in my home. Holidays mean it’s time to Clark Griswold the house and flex on the neighbors! Sure hope they notice my new star

I’d just like to write a post to take a knee for the mom I was with only one child. I fully recognized my average score on the mom-scale had dropped as I drove my three kids to their schools. Two at our elementary, and one at a preschool…all starting at the same time. It’s