Entry #3 – Are you THAT Mom? I couldn’t help myself. My one-year old daughter’s morning nap depended on it! I simply had to switch my assigned time to meet my 3-year-old son’s teacher to the 9am slot. And with that simple move, I became THAT mom. The fact that my daughter refused to take <... >
“Don’t throw that ball towards the TV!” I say and cringe, as my whirling dervish of a toddler zips through the living room and disappears around the bend almost as quickly. And then it hit me – not the ball, but rather a moment of inspiration.
In the summer when kids spend most of their time outdoors, bathing suits practically become underwear worn from morning to night.
It was a freezing, frostbite inducing afternoon. In the crook of my burdened elbow lay my 4-month-old daughter in her heavier-by-the-minute car seat.