Fucking awesome. And I’ll let you all in on a not-so-secret secret. Since before I even had kids, I wanted one of my kids to be a great drummer.
I agree.
Welcome!

Visit.
Snort! Good to know. Wow, ouch.
Beautiful. Hey, they’re all smiling — it’s a Thanksgiving Miracle!!

Can you imagine a pair of jeans that WOULDN’T make these chicks look slim? Seriously, that would be a real feat of engineering. What are they, size 2? Build a pair of pants that makes …

We were out walking today when the boys saw a cross on a hill and shouted “LOOK Mommy, it’s PIRATE TREASURE!”

I now find myself in the odd position of hoping that Heaven is highly overrated.

We go on vacation and not only does Craig go to the grocery store on arrival, but he takes one of the kids with him to give me a break and returns with this for …

Are you a Drupal goddess? Please go chat with Wendy.
SNORT! (At our house the answer would be “legos”)
Hell yeah.
(And this is probably the last GRIT post until after Thanksgiving. I’m taking a break to do …

Whoa, now that’s commitment. My kind of cooking.
Other people suck.
I think I’ve been to this doctor before.
“We’re weird.” But I love it!
I’ve got no answer here. Do you?

I really heart Kindergarten.

SNORT!
I love anyone who says this: “I don’t know where these facts came from, but they’re so gross they have to be legit.” Ack.
If I wrote this post it would have been called “Why I …

At some point this morning while dropping kids off at school I wrote a note to myself on my hand. I try not to do that because it isn’t the greatest look to sport, plus …

W00T! “No, that is just how I smell.”
I’m hoping for Yes x 6. I think it’s funky myself.
Man, what an asshole. The world doesn’t need another blog.

No. I don’t co-op at our co-op-optional preschool.
No. I don’t volunteer for every school event.
No. I have never been a room parent.
No. I don’t go to weekend work days.
No. I have never organized a field …

SNORT!
And Wendy has gone Hollywood :) Congrats woman — you deserve it!
Oh fuck. I’ve been there and it is awful.
Sigh.
I love lolcats best of all. But lolcats with nuts? Even better.
(Lately I’ve gotten more than …

[I don't normally give disclaimers in my posts because y'all are grownups, but please note that child mortality is mentioned below.]
The title of this post is one of the first things I got to hear …

Find me! Wow, I thought I went to a conservative high school.
Mmmm, comfort clothes… Do you know toes? Go so advise. Don’t know toes, but you know nannies? Stop by here.
Man, the language police are …

Poo gods? Why was I never told about them? Neighbors suck.
Check it out! Any Diva Cup users want to go give some advice?
Oh please people, just get over it already. Yes, language is important, but …

Because I fucking can, that’s why.
I don’t curse in front of my kids. I don’t swear in front of other parents at school. I don’t whip out the naughty words (very often) at work.
But I …

Go be motivating! Whoa, I never would have guessed Pecan.
Oh man, ick. That’s all I got.
Words of wisdom from a 14 year old.

You may recall that last May I had my eyes lasered into occular perfection. It was a great experience, and the left side of my life has been radically changed for the better.
The right side, …

Wow, I would be pissed off too.
Argh, this sounds awful.
Yay! I’m in! I am so hungry. Urgh, not any more.

Go here and visit. Even when something is expected, you don’t get off easy. Stop by.
Ick ick ick. But not a delicious fruit penis.
Wow. I. Am. Hooked. More!

OMGWTFBBQLOL — seriously, Shannon you’re funny.
Fantastic plan. And a similar theme.
Sister’s got some serious balls. A hitherto unheard of father-daughter bond.
Well of course you don’t touch your anus — doesn’t everyone know that?

Beautiful, heartfelt, and cuts through the celebrity bullshit. I think I just wet my pants.
Anyone have some tips for getting through insomnia to share with a new mom? (I love typing “new mom” and linking …

Snort!
What a lucky dog :) I know, I know, “be careful what you wish for” but that is hilarious!
Mmmmm, Almond Joys. Don’t you love it when kids call your bluff? Me neither.
Go help da Moosh’s …