“Will that be boy toys or girl toys today?” I didn’t know if the fast food employee could see me rolling my eyes over their video monitors, but I was cringing at their choice of words. “What are the toys right now?” I asked… Continue Reading “Boys playing with Barbies? Girls playing with Transformers. Heck yes.”
The kid might as well have been wearing a scarlet B. As in, B for “bad.” He threw toys in other kids’ faces. He punched and kicked them. He ran up to our table, snatched at snacks and tried to pilfer water bottles. The… Continue Reading “Handling the "bad" kid”
I knew, going in, that this Mother’s Day wasn’t going to be particularly great. I had scheduled a sleepover at my mom’s for the night before, but it wasn’t the jammies-and-popcorn watching Clueless and Mean Girls, kind of sleepover that I like. It was “Let’s… Continue Reading “When your Mother’s Day isn’t the greatest …”
For four and a half years, I built and maintained my freelance career without any childcare (other than Darling Husband, when he’s off, and those three random days I roped in a 12-year-old mother’s helper). It was a HUGE decision for me when I… Continue Reading “The Nap Factor”