Who Buys a Camper BEFORE They Even Try Camping?

We Do.

We are your typical suburban family, living in a comfy house with a nice backyard. A backyard that our kids never play in. This is something that can be better explained in my post It’s 75 Degrees and Sunny So Why the *Bleep* Won’t My Kids Play Outside?! But you get the point.

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Apocalyptic Pandemic and Pint-sized People

With the coronavirus creeping up onto our shores, I started to think about how our family would deal with such a crisis should it spread as quickly as it has in other countries. What are some things that I could do to protect my little children and how can I get them to participate in prevention strategies without causing a full-blown panic in my already tumultuous household?

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The Poops and the Pukes

‘Tis the season, right? Our family typically gets a little explosive right in the midst of the holidays. Although, the whole winter season seems to be fair game when it comes to the stomach “flu.” One year it was so bad that Santa stuffed gastroenteritis into my stocking, courtesy of all the toilet-hugging I did at the beginning of Christmas break. This year it came early in November and to my surprise, only three out of the five of us shot it out of both ends.

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Floating Away From It All

I’m drifting further away. Away from my family, my job, my messy house, motherhood, bills, stress, and responsibility. My soul is in a dreamlike state. My vision is partially blurred by the light and I can barely see my loved ones anymore. I hear soft, gentle sounds calling me into another world. I can feel my anxiety melting away as I stretch out my arms, reaching into the sky and allowing myself to float into the peace that awaits me here.

That is, until I catch a glimpse of a boat headed straight towards me and my floatie.

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Escaping the Asylum

A Rare Date With My Husband and How You Can Make Kickin’ Your Kids to the Curb Every So Often a Priority in Your Marriage

I once told my husband that the only way we’d ever be able to go on a date is if we got divorced and each of us went out with someone else. I’d be his built in babysitter when I’d have the kids and he’d be mine on the weekends. Maybe that’s why so many people have affairs, because having someone at home holding down the fort makes it a lot easier for the other person to escape into a new, secret kind of world.

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