Have you guys heard of this musical, “Hamilton?” I’m a few years late to the party, but this show is so amazing that my two year old often requests “Ham-oh-ten.” Here are 10 New Years resolutions for the “Hamilton” fan: Talk less. *Smile more. (*listen) 2) Do not throw away your shot. Make your resolutions... Read more »
There are five things I want the world to know about US, post-Trump election: We all make mistakes. 2) We didn’t take it seriously, and we’re sorry. I never thought this would happen. On Tuesday, I voted, and I thought that was enough. Clearly, it was not. My inaction prior to the election was just... Read more »
A Star Wars birthday party sounds easy enough. Pinterest abounds with ideas on how to decorate and make cute signs for food such as HAN Burgers and HOTH Dogs.
As a friend of mine pointed out, though, the kids don't care about that stuff. They want to munch on pizza, scarf down cake, but mostly play with their friends.
Pizza? Check. Death Star cake
Playing with pool noddle light sabers for a full 90 minutes...? That's just asking for trouble.
When researching, I found a few activities, but I wanted a full fledged scavenger hunt that touched all seven episodes. I couldn't find one. So what's teacher mom to do? Create it herself.
Click on the gallery to view the scavenger hunt, Jedi tunics, light sabers, Death Star cake, goody bags, and more...
Sure, everyone gets excited about vacation. But you do not know sheer delight until you're #vacationmom.
is NOT a mom on a vacation WITH her kids. That, by definition, is not a vacation. Well said, The Onion
Vacation = "freedom or release from duty."
A four day bachelorette party in Las Vegas? THAT is a vacation.
In a super scientific poll
via text messaging friends,
I present 10 random reasons to vacation that only moms will understand:
All I want for Christmas...is less. And I took four hours and one trip to Goodwill to make that happen.
One of my goals for 2016 is to "lesson plan" more for the kids; to use toys more intentionally. It's hard to do this when you don't know what you have or where you have it.
So, I purged. I had to be faced with our own ridiculousness, so I brought all the toys into one room.
Check out our family's ridiculousness in the gallery below...
It's pretty well documented that I hate science. This includes science fiction and Star Wars. It just all seems too fake to me.
Who are ALL these stupid characters?
Why the stupid names?
Why all the stupid species?
(I didn't even know what a wookie was, but I was sure that I didn't like the obnoxious sounding furry character.)
Then, my cabaret group, The Chicago Red Line
, decided to perform a Star Wars spoof for our fall show. Can you guess my reaction? This show is going to be...
What do I know about Shabbat? Well, I taught at a Jewish pre-school for a year, so let me indulge you with my deep comprehension
as understood by three year olds.
Every Friday, we would
- bake challah
- light candles
- sing songs with the rabbi
Fast forward 10 years, and I'm a mother of two. Our Friday tradition is continuously evolving. As it stands now, we:
- cook a home made pizza; eat a special dessert
- light our tea lights
- do dance party
- I wear "fancy pants" (patterned leggings that are requested by my three year old on a weekly basis)
My kid turned three years old this week. All of the gifts I bought him, with one exception, were purchased at garage sales.
Yeah, I know new stuff is nice and shiny. Yeah, my kid is only three. Yeah, sometimes, garage sale items don't last. But neither do all store bought gifts.
If you're looking to be budget friendly, gently-used is the way to go. If you're striving to be more "green," second hand is just that: it's recycling. Plus, think of all the packaging you avoid!
Check out the gallery below. You'll see why #2 and #10 earned me "Mom of the Year" in the category of gift giving
and "Wife of the Year" in the category of budget savvy. Grand total cost = $49.
And remember what sayeth the wise Macklemore: "One man's trash, that's another man's come up."
One morning, after visiting our friends, Maribeth and Steve, Junior and I were having breakfast. Very matter-of-factly, he looked up from his oatmeal and declared,
"I'm going to marry Daddy."
I replied. "And if you marry Daddy, then who will Mommy marry?"
"You can marry Maribeth."
"Hmm...okay. Then who will Steve marry?"
"He's gonna marry Winston."
(their male dog)
"And what about Sophie?"
(our female dog)
"She can marry Daisy!"
As in, Daisy Duck. Obviously.
While I do believe that bestiality is crossing the line, and it's clear that my kid is not into threesomes, his point is this:
"Everyone needs a honey."
A gun's purpose is to harm. Period.
Shields were invented to protect. Fortresses were constructed to protect. Bullet-proof vests and glass are manufactured to protect.
A gun's purpose is NOT to protect. Period...