Dear Son #1, Fun fact. Did you know that I say "get off William!" 277 times a day, "don't push William!" 537 times a day and "whatever you're doing to William, stop!" 742 times a day? So forgive me, terrible mother that I am, when I don't jump and save you the one… Continue reading Here’s some fun facts.
Dear Son #1, I can’t believe three years ago today you came into our lives and successfully flipped them upside down, sideways and all around. You’ve shocked us with your hilarious antics, quirky sense of humor and ridiculous demands. You’ve exhausted us with your hormonal-teenage-girl-during-that-time-of-the-month mood swings, Walmart-worthy temper tantrums and stubbornness that would make… Continue reading Happy 3rd Birthday!
Dear Son #2, Our house is like a haven for little boys like yourself. There’s literally an endless amount of fun to be had and I’d be here for a month naming it all. There’s toys to play with, books to read, stuffed animals to drool on, kitchen cupboards to empty, both clean… Continue reading There’s just so much else to do.
Dear Son #1 & #2, Change is a good thing, you’ll hear this for the rest of your life, ESPECIALLY when something isn’t going your way. But it’s true - change helps us grow, adapt and generally become better little boys who share our toys, eat all of our veggies and go to bed… Continue reading Change is a good thing.
Dear Son #1, Okay, let's talk about the protocol in public bathrooms when you can reach the light switch. Now don't get me wrong, it was pretty entertaining to watch you play "peek-a-boo" with your brother by turning the lights on and off, he was loving it, you were loving it, and I was able… Continue reading Public potty protocol.
Dear Son #2, Wow! I can’t believe you are officially one. One! The possibilities are endless and soon you’ll be asking for the car keys (I’ll save you the trouble – No.), going out with girls (see car keys answer), and stealing our beer (Hahaha good luck with that). Most of time when a… Continue reading Now that you’re one, this is what you don’t do.
Dear Son #1, Last Friday, as you might remember, we all went to Niagara Falls for the day. I’m going to stop there as there could be a book about the adventures that happened but we’re just focusing on one thing today and that is your math skills. As you know Mommy and… Continue reading 3 going on 8.
Dear Son #1, So lately we've been doing a lot of pant-less days outside as I'm trying to convince you that diapers are not the way of the future. However, I think you're in need of a few tips on bare-bum outdoor safety. Always use suntan lotion, there's nothing worse than a burnt bum. Always… Continue reading Pants are overrated.
Dear Son #1, I'm sorry about what we made you do yesterday. I'm sorry we had to pretty well pin you down and bribe you with a cookie and an episode of The Wiggles on my phone. I'm sorry you felt the need scream, cry and thrash. I'm sorry you felt you couldn't smile for… Continue reading I’m happy you survived.
Dear Son #1 & #2, Mommy and Daddy are home! Since you probably have no concept of time, you were at Oma's for nine days – poor Oma – and we went to Florida for a child-free vacation. I'm not gonna lie, it was the most relaxing nine days I've had in a long time.… Continue reading Nine Days.
