Kate Wicker

Storyteller & Speaker

Kissy Wissy

4-year-old Rachel to her daddy as he watches her dance around our living room before bedtime: Please don’t smile. You can be happy, but try not to smile because it reminds me of boys and girls and kissing, and that’s disgusting. This is the same child who told me that Peter from Heidi was strongRead the whole post >>

I Smell Like Orzo

NOTE: I scheduled this post before the pre-term labor scare went down. I got my haircut last week just in the knick of time! — I recently hopped into the minivan after I’d loaded the girls in and as soon as I shut my door, Rachel said, “Mmmmm, Mommy, you smell good.” “It’s probably myRead the whole post >>

7ish Quick Takes: Mortifying Mom Moments & So Much More!

~1~ Maybe it’s just fretful me, but sometimes, as a rookie homeschooling mom, I feel a lot of pressure to look like I always have it together and that my children don’t just know their ABCs but are reading living books (by themselves) and are always well-mannered. Part of the pressure I occasionally pile onRead the whole post >>

Punchline Killer

Daughter: Mommy, I have a knock, knock joke for you. Me: Okay. What is it? Daughter: Knock, knock. Me: Who’s there? Daughter: Oh, I have to go poop. Me: Is that the joke? Daughter, sprinting the nearest bathroom: No…   (It seemed fitting to kick off this new chapter in my blogging life with anRead the whole post >>

Name-Calling in a Home Dominated By X Chromosomes

3-year-old, sobbing with big tears trailing down her face: Maddy called me [gibberish I can’t make out]. Me: She called you what? Predator? (Remember I grew up with only brothers.) More wracking sobs… 3-year-old: No! She called me peasant girl! Me: Peasant girl? 3-year-old: Yes. That’s not very nice. I’ve heard worse.   Don’t missRead the whole post >>