Parents, let’s face it. The worst part of being a parent is bedtime. Not the actual act of our angelic children sleeping, but the process in which they become satanic beasts and whale on until they fall asleep.

Oh, bedtime doesn’t consist of those kind of hysterics in your house? Well LA-DE-DA aren’t you fucking lucky?

When I had one child, which was a short 17 months in my house, I would rock my oldest son to sleep. Humming to him and wasting hours on end on bed time. And I didn’t care. I had not a care in the world. But once our second, and then third child surfaced, bed time turned into pure chaos. (more…)

Over the weekend I was sitting in my bedroom doing some work and my two year old was talking to me about ma-tay-toes. Which is how he pronounces tomatoes — at least until Sunday.

This has been a common occurrence in our house recently and I think it is the most adorable thing ever. Our four year old even calls them ma-tay-toes… I think that is where Ben got it from.

It got me thinking about all the words our toddlers and younger kids mispronounce. Because there are just so many of them! (more…)

I have been slacking on my VLOG series lately… so this week I started working on a couple new VLOG posts I will be getting up in the upcoming weeks…

I hope you enjoy this one, we had a blast making it!

My oldest son turned four years old in December.

He is always amazing me in new ways. And a couple weeks ago he said the sweetest thing to me while I was packing up some hand me down clothes for a friend of mine expecting a little girl this spring.

He picked up a little shoe out of the pile and said : (more…)

My two year old is going to give me a heart attack. Seriously!

I swear that toddlers have to be some of the clumsiest, most accident prone people on planet earth, and the boy ones… they are going to do me in!

Yesterday my middle son landed himself in the ER, and made me feel like the crappiest mom on planet earth.

Read the entire tale over at Toddler Times today!