IKEA: Hack my Family!

IKEA Toy Loft bunkbed Mydal hack

If I Had An IKEA Family… Our home would, at all times, be dappled with¬†golden light streaming through windows unblemished with greasy fingerprints. It would be soft and warm, but never glaring, and always photo-ready. There would be no dust fairies dancing in that light. Instead, my children would dance like fairies, delighted with their […]

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Won’t You Ring a Bell with Me?

Update: Vote for this post on BlogHer’s Voices of the Year:¬†http://www.blogher.com/wont-you-ring-bell-me Parenting requires the ability to tell a good ‘little white lie’ now and then. Little white lies that blanket the world like snowflakes, sugar-coating a sometimes scary and confusing landscape. It’s not my strong-suit. I’m compulsively honest, you see. And my daughter, otherwise known […]

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In which my son learns the term “mullet”

Golden Curls, Long Lashes, Big Eyes, Rosy Cheeks My son is so pretty. He is often mistaken for a girl, despite wearing the same Nike “soccer” clothes nearly every day for a month. (He is obsessed with the Nike swoosh, which he’s grown up seeing on his brothers’ soccer uniforms. Brand loyalty starts young, people.) […]

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Top Ten Ways Dining Out with a Toddler is Like a Bad Date

Top Ten Ways Dining Out with a Toddler is Like a Bad Date 10. They always make you late. 9. When you get to the restaurant, they complain–loudly–about how they’re TIRED of this place. 8. They are bad listeners. During dinner, they talk only about themselves. 7. They sometimes take their shirts off and dance […]

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For Keeps

Lacey–she 11–be with her daddy grandmama back in Tennessee. And your son? That Roy–Royal. He live with them DeNeeley’s out in Buxburg with all them foster kids. But this baby, she my Charm. Submitted to the Trifecta Weekend Challenge: a 33 word story inspired by the idiom, third time’s the charm.

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