Monthly Archive: June 2015

This is the end of my first week working four days a week, and the start of summer vacation.  I’ve got six kids bopping around my house, giggling and fighting and eating and making a mess and giggling some more.  This is what summer vacation always looks like at my house, a mad house of …

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So many things happening!  Not even sure where to start… Marc has been working as a full-time insurance guy since the beginning of the month.  I really do think he loves it, but he’s got a tendency to throw himself into a new job, especially where there isn’t any set hours.  I worry about that, …

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I know that something is going to get dropped. Oh, I love my job.  I really do.  I know that it’s all manageable and that we’ll adjust.  I know that.  I know that all the chaos is simply a result of having no experience with it.  The running around, you pick up this kid here …

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– I skipped nearly everything this weekend at the synagogue.  Normally, I love going, and kids are usually enthusiastic too.  But this week, we could (conceivably) been there Friday night, Saturday morning and Sunday morning as well.  Instead, we skipped the first two, and I think that Sunday went a lot better for everyone because …

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I don’t believe in karma.  Not really.  Another perfectly viable way of explaining karma is to blame the victim – you deserve what happens to you, because you must have done something to deserve it.   My philosophy (arrived at after decades of trying to figure it all out) is that sometimes crappy things happen …

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WITHOUT ANY prompting, ask your child these questions and write down EXACTLY what they say. It is a great way to find out what they really think. When you re-post put your Child’s age. Jessie is twelve, Sam is almost nine and Julianna is five 1. What is something mom always says to you? Jessie: …

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I’ve always been vaguely irritated by the Mommy Wars.  I try hard not to be judgmental in general, and assuming that working mothers had it harder than stay at home moms struck me as foolish. And I still think that.  But… My first day at work was wonderful.  Absolutely fabulous – I loved every bit …

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