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I’ve never been a fan of the hard stuff, so to me hitting the ole NyQuil bottle is what I have to compare a good buzz to. It feels so wrong. Yet fever+ strep throat +two crazy kids+work and a busy weekend beginning tomorrow=no time for the weary. So I’m blogging from the oober brilliance…

Thanks to all of the awesome blog world support and  also the unwavering cuteness of my kiddos, the day is definitely looking up.  Elliot is trying to sleep off the sickies , and  as promised earlier,  we are all still in our pajamas.In fact, Theo decided to wear his “Onepie” as he calls it, which automatically forces…

Sometimes the hardest thing about being a mommy is teaching by example. Today is one of those days. Today I just don’t want to be nice. Of course I’ll force myself to, but darn it, my patience is running a little low. Elly’s still sick, which means that last night was an almost all nighter…

When everyone has a baby, it’s customary to compare birth stories, it doesn’t usually start out as a competition or a contest, but tends to go there. Let’s face it, childbirth hurts at some point for everyone, and it’s a badge of honor for a mom, I mean come on, we carry and pop out…

Oh and I think some macho footballers are going to play a pretty big game too. Personally I’m into it for the commercials and the tiny possibility that Destiny’s Child will re-unite and sing Bug a Boo. Not very likely, but a girl can dream. I’m also hoping that they back off the Beyonce train…

I know. One of my biggest character flaws is my almost constant case of the “wants”. I wanted oober-long hair, so this time last year, my hair was as long as it had been in my life. Of course, I was post-pregnancy bod and completely irrational, so I began having short hair tunnel vision. Seriously.…

To a kid, there is nothing more grand than playing in a completely clean room and having the freedom to trash it to the moon and back. That is the wonderful fun that my children are experiencing at this very moment. I know. I’m a cool mom to even allow this tomfoolery to commence. Round of…

If you’re anything like me, you probably sang that title in a very Mister Rodgers-esque fashion, just like I do whenever Daniel Tiger comes on. Seriously, PBS? we couldn’t be creative enough to think of another theme song? That’s okay when I start singing, Theo kinda looks at me like I’m a child program theme…

This weekend we… ^^had a dance competition free weekend, so we were able to lead a “normal” life (i.e. no mommy exhaustion or grumpiness from lack of sleep). ^^painted. oh how we painted. Elliot got to take his first finger dip into the paint. The verdict? He loved it. While big brother Theo was still…

I’ve always been a crazy sleeper. I sleep well usually, but then a busy day comes along and WHAM, turns me into a sleepwalking and sleep talking freak. Let’s just face it, there’s a lot of goings on while I should be catching my ZZZZzzzs. What made me think of this was my good friend…