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Super Mom
I’ve always wanted to show the world a photo of my kitchen sink full of dirty dishes. I absolutely cannot go to bed with any dishes in the sink. It is something that just makes my skin crawl…and yet…I’ve had to learn to let that go at times. As my boys have grown I’ve tried to teach them certain traits that their future wives will appreciate…such as dish duty, putting the toilet seat/lid down, not leaving toothpaste in the sink, or leaving dirty socks all over the place. That being said, they are boys…they are preteen boys…and their expectations of how certain things should be done are VERY different than…
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Double Trouble: Tips for Managing Multiples
Having twins? Triplets? Done panicking yet? How many times have dollar signs passed through your mind? While receiving the news that you are getting two for one can be a special moment; it can also cause nervous breakdowns. There are many misconceptions and unhelpful advice floating around, and while my advice is definitely not fact, I have had 10 years of experience. I am still asked, ‘how do you do it?’ I thought that would be one of the questions that would dwindle over time. I sincerely hope that sharing the tips, tricks, and mistakes I’ve experienced; eases your nerves, saves you money, and relieves the stress. There may even…
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Kid Laughs-Jokes and Riddles
Camping in McCall, ID 2015 Believe it or not, growing up I was a rather serious kid. I would offend easily and dished out a lot more than I could take. It wasn’t until I started dating Mr. Man when I began to change. He is such a tease and totally changed me. He taught me how to laugh at myself and to live in the moment instead of worrying about all of the ‘what-ifs’. He has definitely passed that along to the Amigos. I’ve never been around a sillier bunch of boys. Half of the time they don’t even mean to be silly. They love jokes, riddles and to…
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My Road to Motherhood
Growing up I was not one of those girls who fantasized about getting married and becoming a mom. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to marry and have children; I just assumed it would happen when it happened. I grew up with an amazing mother, one who has been a wonderful example to me, which is probably partly why I just assumed I would be a mom someday. My mom would have snacks ready at the kitchen table for my siblings and I every day after school and we would sit, complete our homework, and tell her about our day. When I did think about my future and when I would…
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Summer Fun
I am always looking for fun…yet cheap things to do with my kids during summer. Not much else is more annoying when kids constantly whine and say things like ‘what are we going to do today?’ Or ‘I’m bored mom, what can I do?’ And like the good mom that I am…whenever any of my amigos says something along those lines I follow it up with ‘well, there is laundry that needs to be folded and toilets and showers that need to be scrubbed.’ A personal philosophy of mine is a toilet can never be scrubbed too many times…especially when 5 boys live under 1 roof. When my kids’ school…
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Chore Charts
I am a list maker…I have a compulsive need to check things off, I even add tasks I’ve already completed to my list just to check it off. My planner is filled to the brim with lists. So…it only makes sense to force my check-list compulsion on my boys. Of course, it has absolutely nothing to do with the little issue of the amigos having selective hearing and a mom who is super tired of repeating herself over…and over…and over……… I even went all out this time with the charts and had them laminated. Now to make sure the novelty of them don’t wear off too quickly with the 3 amigos.…
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Rhys Christian-The Caboose
Rhys’ story began long before he was born. After YoYo joined our family, I knew we still had one little spirit up in heaven waiting to come down to us. As the years went on that feeling would not leave me. The catch is, I really don’t like being pregnant. If children came by a stork, I would have 12 kiddos, but, alas, they don’t. It wasn’t that I had overwhelmingly hard pregnancies in the past, I just don’t enjoy sharing my body. Most women love the feeling of the baby moving around inside. Not me, every time the baby moved all I could envision was the scene from the…
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Wambulance Jar
I am fed up! The whining and complaining have got to stop! So…we now have a ‘wambulance jar’. Do you remember Disney’s The Kid with Bruce Willis? His character is is everything I want to be on a daily basis. Anywho, the whining and complaining have reached an all-time level in this house, so…we now have a wambulance jar. Any time one of the amigos’ whines, complains, is mean, etc they owe a quarter for the jar. Should I be excited we’ve accrued quite a coin collection already? Or should I be disappointed that that means we have whiny kids who have learned not to whine? Either way, Mr. Man and…
