Can we start off by admitting that finding friends at any age is rough?
I’d venture to say that finding friends as an adult is even harder than finding friends as a teenager.
Can we also agree that this is one of the funniest prom pictures out there? There are so many great things about this picture. Please say you’re laughing.
I was one of those kids lucky enough to find good friends young. I had many of the same friends throughout elementary, middle, and high school.
There’s something about being friends from the time you learn to tie your shoes until the time you leave for college that just makes life easier.
I knew there were mean kids out there, especially mean girls, but because we spent so much time in our insulated band friend bubble, the mean girls played a smaller role.
I mistakenly thought that mean girls were limited to middle and high school… you know what?
They aren’t. (more…)
Harry Potter went to sports camp this week… he learned to play dodgeball among other games.
Do you remember dodgeball from elementary school? Nothing good can come from dodgeball.
I’m not one of those moms who keeps their kid in a plastic bubble. I encourage my kids to “suck it up” and “walk it off”. Ok I’m a mean mom.
My boys have to “work it out” themselves unless someone is bleeding.
But dodgeball… dodgeball is the worst. (more…)
I can’t tell you how many times a day I say (ok yell) “Nice words PLEASE!” to my boys. At this point it would be more efficient to make a recording of myself that automatically plays every 10 seconds than to keep saying it.
Last night I went out to celebrate a new friend’s birthday. As I left I took a quick look in the mirror and I thought “Ugh, I’m never going to look as good as so and so!”
This was one of those times when my own negative thoughts stopped me in my tracks. I wanted to yell “Nice Words PLEASE!” to myself.
I hadn’t said anything out loud, but my thoughts were just… mean. (more…)
We all have those little “mom” things that we obsess over and keep us up at night. Sleep is mine. I know it sounds funny.
When Harry Potter was born he didn’t sleep.
He just never got tired.
He would fight sleep at all costs.
I am one of the those people that likes to put down roots. I don’t like change and I don’t like surprises. I like to be prepared for the future.
We’ve been in Austin for 3.5 years, and I know that change is coming eventually.
When we left school in Utah, we agreed that we would follow Mr. Spreadsheet’s job wherever it took us. We knew that life would be an adventure!
But the uncertainty of not knowing where we will go next gets to me. I want to know what comes next, I want to control the future. And I want to stay here.
Hand me downs are a MAJOR disappointment. Before you think I’m fancy, let me elaborate.
I grew up with hand me downs, some of my favorite clothes were handed down from friends and neighbors.
My favorite pair of shorts in middle school was bright yellow with citrus fruits (it was the late 90’s)… they were hand me downs.
I’m not against hand me downs, I love everything about the hand me down concept.
I love saving money, skipping shopping, and reducing the amount of stuff brought into our already cluttered house.
But here’s the thing, hand me downs only sort of work in practice.
I have lots of conversations with my kids that just make me want to scream with frustration or laugh out loud.
One of their favorite topics is how we can use household items as weapons.
Let me stop you right there and just say NO! This can never go well. Never ever. (more…)