Tales from the Trenches

Grandparents vs. Mommies

While eating breakfast this morning, Madeline was eyeing my coffee. “Coffee not good for me?” she asked. “It has something called caffeine in it that little kids really shouldn’t have,” I said. (Yeah, I’m a nursing mom and I drink the real stuff, but rest assured, my lactation consultant/mother-in-law ensures me a little caffeine isRead the whole post >>

Material Girl

This past summer we were over at a friend’s house for a play date. We were supposed to be swimming in their backyard pool, but the sky broke apart and rain started pouring down (that’s the last hard rain I remember) before we even had a chance to put on our swimsuits. To assuage MadelineRead the whole post >>

Literally Speaking

Madeline: “I’m ‘tirsty,’ Mommy. I’m tirsty.” Mom: “I’ll get you a drink in a second.” Madeline: “But I’m ‘tirsty’ now.” Mom: “Madeline, hold your horses.” Madeline: “But, Mommy, I don’t have any horses.”

Tenacity

Madeline, Rachel Marie and my dinner conversation went something like this (Dave was MIA, on call at the hospital): Madeline: Can I watch Veggie Tales after dinner? Me: No, Honey. Madeline: PEEEAAAASSS! Rachel Marie: Ahhhhhhhhhhh… (Happy squealing.) Me: No. What was your favorite part of the day? (Trying to distract her and provide fodder forRead the whole post >>

You Know You’re a Dog Family When…

Your preschooler quickly closes the bedroom door and locks herself, her mommy and baby sister inside and says, “There’s a cat out there trying to bite off my leg.” “Oh no,” I say, feigning fear. “I’m just using my imagination,”she reassures me. Whew.