Taking Our Time

On Mondays I bring my toddler along to work with me; she attends my music class for one year olds, and then I drop her off at the on-site childcare facility while I teach for another hour. She has some snacks, gets a little social interaction and some novel toy...

The Demise of the Fist Pump

A few weeks ago I taught my one year old daughter the sign for “milk” in an effort to get her to stop tugging on my shirt and whining when she wanted to nurse. The sign, which basically involves moving your fist up and down to mime milking a cow, somehow seemed more...

She Who Wipes the Most Butts Wins

*I am upcycling this post for Terrye’s fabulous Humor Me Blog Hop. Obviously it’s an old one, as election day has long since passed. Just thought I’d point that out.  As my husband and I watched the election results pouring in last night, we jokingly...

Mommy Morale is Low

I’m not going to lie- morale is low today. I’m not sure why; just one of those days. This post may be little more than a complaint session, one-sided therapy appointment, or emotional purge. That being said, I still need to get it off my chest. First off, Daylight...
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