My four-year-old has an advanced sense of diversionary tactics. In fact his ability to divert attention and make me laugh is so advanced, so perfect, that any 13-year-old would trade his Wii for my son’s talent to drop his mother’s jaw to the floor and clutch my mid section in an attempt not to laugh [...]
August 18th, 2008 | Tricia | 15 comments | ContinuedMotherly Musings
Over Sharing and Name Calling on a FIRST Date
People tend to tell me things. Lots of things. Sometimes inappropriate things. It’s called OVER SHARING and It has nothing to do with whether or not I’m a nice person; it’s because I’m a trained listener. Yes, I’m serious. When you’ve spent lots of time interviewing people you tend to develop this weird all-ears [...]
August 16th, 2008 | Tricia | 11 comments | ContinuedA Parental Conundrum
Today I found myself in a bit of a parenting conundrum, and when my son asked me to explain another parent’s behavior to him, I was stumbling for words.
August 1st, 2008 | Tricia | 12 comments | Continued
No Soap Needed
With today’s economy being what it is, we’re all looking for ways to pinch pennies. At our house, we’ve decided to stop splurging on things like soap.
July 25th, 2008 | Tricia | 11 comments | Continued
He’s Outgrowing Me
Aaron has recently gone through another growth spurt. His legs are long and lean, the summer pajamas we bought only weeks ago already fit differently, and he’s tipping the scale toward a new multiple of ten.
Last night he wanted me to carry him to bed, which of course I did. He felt so heavy in [...]
Sunshine for Lunch
We rarely eat at fast food restaurants so it’s not surprising that my four-year-old doesn’t know about the children’s menu at McDonald’s. But a few months ago we met my son’s playmate for lunch under the big arches.
I ordered my little guy a Happy Meal and when he heard me place the order, he hugged [...]
Enough With the I’m Sorries
To say I’m sorry is a meaningless, driveling, bore. Similar to the grocery-store cashier who asks a hundred people each day, “How are you?” saying I’m sorry has become a courtesy of insignificant value. Sorry no longer means I have a deep and humble feeling of remorse for something I’ve said or done. It no [...]
June 11th, 2008 | Tricia | 7 comments | Continued
Stop Pooping in the Pool, Please
We have a really cool neighborhood pool. This pool, the mother of all pools, means we don’t have to schlep to some jam-packed, water-filled amusement park for the sake of creating childhood memories. This pool is one of the reasons we chose our neighborhood. This pool is supposed to be where Aaron spends his summers frolicking [...]
June 5th, 2008 | Tricia | 12 comments | Continued
The Packing List
We’re getting ready for our road trip to Vermont and Aaron wants to make sure he has absolutely everything he could possibly need packed and ready to go. He wants to bring all of his books, all of his cars, his base ball bat and all of his art supplies.
While explaining that he doesn’t need to bring [...]
No Justice in Tattle Tale
My child is genius. No. Really. I’m not kidding. How else could he have figured out at such a young age that Mommy is Queen of the Hive, Boss Extraordinaire, the Pants-Wearing Household Dictator who gets to make all the rules and whose word is law. There is no democracy here. Mommy rules.
As testimony to his [...]





