Since my child could crawl I always end up with the strangest things in my shoes, purses, drawers etc. I mean trying going on a date, reach for your lip gloss all sexy and a pacifier comes flying out onto the table… “oh yea, did I mention I’m a mommy?”…
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Rocking Out Brobee Style
Last Friday I took Jax to Yo Gabba Gabba Live: Get the Sillies Out! Now leading up to the concert I began preparing myself for the noise, chaos and boredom that usually comes with one of these kid live performances. I mean let’s face it, no one ever wants to…
The Cast Chronicles
The last words the doctor said to Jaxon was, “No running! No jumping! No Running into things!”. In the last 48 hours my son has done all of those things, at least three times. One minute I’m trying to keep him from jumping on the trampoline. Then I’m picking him…
Fragile Bones…Fragile Nerves
When I found out I was having a boy, my soul was set at ease. I had grown up with boys, so I felt that for my first round at Motherhood, I’d like to stick with something familiar. But then when I started telling people what we were having, I…
Birthing Nerds
When I was younger if my mom got home early there was something I could depend on. Cuddling up to my mommy, snacking on Smoked Oysters, Cheese, Crackers & Apples, and getting our dose of World News Tonight w/ Peter Jennings & Nightline w/ Ted Koppel. I was probably the…
A Very Very Wokstar Ha-lean!
*Title Translation* A Very Very Rockstar Halloween! LOL! Jax hasn’t gotten to the point of being able to enunciate his R’s, L’s & W’s, so in describing his recent Halloween experience it goes a little something like this: “I was a wokstar fo Ha-lean! And I was twick a tweating…