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Why is it that the most obvious solution takes forever and a day to dawn on us—while we suffer in silence like noble martyrs of mild inconvenience? Case in point: we live in a very old stone house. The kind that’s charming and historic and also seems to run on spite. The first-floor walls are Read more
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We’ve officially entered Middle Childhood. And Middle Childhood = Orthodontia. Not for just one kid. BOTH. Because why suffer gradually when you can suffer all at once? The dentist told us in October: “April’s probably the time.”By June? “Maybe another six months.”Meanwhile, I’m sitting there thinking: I already set aside the money in my FSA. Read more
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I spent the weekend being productive.At least, that’s what I thought I was doing. I didn’t lounge. I didn’t binge-watch a single thing. I was busy. I was doing things.Little things.The five-minute tasks you put off until they pile up like a week’s worth of vacation laundry.Nothing flashy—just quiet, nagging nonsense that needed to be Read more
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I am lucky to have two healthy children.I’m luckier to have one of each. I’ll be honest—I think I was a little bummed when we found out our first was a boy. I secretly hoped for a girl. But looking back, I’m so glad he came first. I’m as Type A as they come, and Read more
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I had one of those moments on Sunday. The kind they always tell you to savor.Because it might be the last. My daughter was bored.She wanted help being un-bored.But every one of the 50 things I suggested? Hard no. Cue the tears. The whining. The full performance. Normally, I would walk away. Let her figure Read more
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I never thought I’d skateboard — then I became a mom. I like to think I’m a cool mom. I’m pretty active with my kids. I do all sorts of things I never imagined I’d do — including one that now requires a helmet, wrist guards, and a strong sense of humility. It all started Read more
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“THE SWIMSUITS DO NOT GO IN THE DRYER!” I yelled down the stairs to my husband. I’ve told him this countless times. Also: Do not do the laundry. I know, I know… I’m supposed to ask for help. But when it comes to laundry? I don’t want the help. Because his way of helping usually Read more
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Ah, Summer Camp.Eight glorious weeks of “routine”… in the loosest sense of the word. Sure, it’s consistent technically—but it marches to a completely different rhythm. Like a drumline with zero percussion training. Camp hours are just off enough to throw my whole daily groove out of whack. So we wing it more than normal. Every Read more
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What a Week. Little League playoffs. Two championship games (yes, plural)—all thanks to a double-elimination tournament where the other team hadn’t yet lost. So. Much. Stress. Honestly, I’m not sure which is worse: playing or watching. We’d been here once before and, thankfully, came out on top. I struggled with what to write this week. Read more
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School’s out… fooorrr the summerrrrrr!!! Finally. No more back-to-back sporting events.No more homework.No more concerts, recitals, or showcases.No more birthday parties or end-of-year chaos.No more limbo about what next school year might look like. Just. Simple. Summer. Camp. Beach. Repeat. That’s our rhythm—and I love it. Because summer is a simpler season for us, I Read more