Tag: kid stuff

The Tween Years are going to kill me.

The Tween Years are going to kill me.

I wish I drank.  There are days when I think that a little shot of vodka in the morning java might do me a world of good.  This self-imposed rule of not drinking when stressed out sometimes sucks, especially when I seem to live in that state most of the time. The Tween Years.  This […]

Posted 9.19.2013/0821 | Thursday in Daily Drama / 0 Comments


The good and the bad…

The good and the bad…

The good… Well, the telling of the children went well!  I told Donovan who responded with a series of “OMG, OMG, OMG” before calming down.  For the younger three, Corey set the stick down on the table and acted like he found it in the trash and somebody was in trouble!  They sat in stunned silence […]

Posted 3.8.2013/0826 | Friday in Family Stuff / 0 Comments


Growing Up & the Meaning of Love

Growing Up & the Meaning of Love

Ty: Mom, I don’t ever want to grow up because I can’t imagine life without you. I would be lonely!! Why, yes, Ty! You can have ANYTHING you want! Life Without You This is from a status I posted on Facebook last night.  Out of nowhere, Ty ran up to me as I was sitting […]

Posted 2.14.2013/0747 | Thursday in Kid Tales, Pondering Life / 0 Comments

For the love and wisdom of Mr. Ty

For the love and wisdom of Mr. Ty

Blessed by camouflage… There are times when it really strikes home just how much the Army does for my family, our lives and our futures.  Admittedly, I am an Army girl through and through, regardless of whether or not I still wear the boots.  The Army has given me a life I love and one […]

Posted 1.15.2013/1204 | Tuesday in Kid Tales / 0 Comments

Ah, my long lost blog,…

Ah, my long lost blog,…

I am such a bad blogger.  I used to make it a part of my daily routine, but I have definitely fallen away from that for a whole bunch of reasons.  I guess part of it was just that I was so frustrated with my life that it felt like I was writing the same […]

Posted 11.9.2011/0759 | Wednesday in Mama Drama / 1 Comment

Seriously?

Seriously?

What exactly does it take for the importance of a given situation to get through to a 9 year old boy?  I get that at 9, there is a limited capability of some things, but this is just ridiculous.  There are times when the situation is important enough that the age card just doesn’t fly. […]

Posted 8.15.2011/1420 | Monday in Bitches & Moans, Mama Drama / 2 Comments

I don’t get paid enough for this BS.

I don’t get paid enough for this BS.

I swear sometimes that I must talk to my children in Swahili.  Or serious issues with English comprehension.  Or they are suffering from senility.  Maybe all three.  Dealing with various children yesterday and today have led me to think that conversing with drywall would have been far more engaging.  I am about to bash my […]

Posted 7.8.2011/1316 | Friday in Mama Drama / 0 Comments

Psychotropic water???

Psychotropic water???

Judging from my interactions with my children lately, I am pretty sure that the water must be tainted with some kind of psychotropic drug that only affects juveniles, particularly those 9 and under.  Either that, or they have been possessed by small green beings from some as of yet undiscovered planet, the future planet Drive-A-Mom-Nuts. […]

Posted 10.22.2010/0554 | Friday in Mama Drama / 0 Comments