Who doesn’t love a playdate? I do. The kids are occupied, and if I keep my finger on remote’s trigger, I can watch “Orange is the New Black” until they come bounding in. Ahh, mom time. Sometimes.
We have a little trouble with playdates. We are slowly, painfully, teaching my five-and-a-half-year-old daughter to be a good hostess. She will, for reasons only she knows, abandon her friend during a playdate and go sit in her room. Sometimes she will sulk over some perceived injustice. Sometimes the friend didn’t want to go to her room. Most of the time, she doesn’t even invite her friend.
Last weekend, my daughter had a new friend over. She met her at the bus stop on the first day of school. I’m very excited about this friend because she lives in the neighborhood and has time available for playdates. We have some scheduling and personality conflicts with the other neighborhood kids. read more
From time to time I get the opportunity to review products to introduce to you. It’s one of the perks I get as author of this blog. Back-to-school’s in full swing, so here’s my latest:
Kidecals are personalized labels for anything from clothes to backpacks to lunch containers. They’re dishwasher-proof, washer-proof and dryer proof. I got them personalized with my daughter’s name. She’s five and I searched for the right design by age – you can also shop by product, style, use and gender. My daughter LOVED them. She stuck them on all the school supplies I’d bought for her, including her kid scissors. I got the mini set and the package came with 66 colorful labels for $21.
I thought the price point was a little high but there was no shipping charge, the labels were good quality, indestructible and there were so many. What I would like to see from the company is maybe some smaller packages at lower price points so that parents can order labels for multiple kids without breaking the bank. I’d love to see a combo pack where parents could choose different styles with different names. I have a girl and a boy and it would be great to be able to order for both at once. That’s my suggestion. That said, I think that Kidecals are a great product and if you’d like to try them, please visit kidecals.com. Right now Kidecals is donating proceeds from certain sales to help victims of the Colorado floods. Yaay Kidecals!
My husband thinks he’s cornered the market on stress. Okay, he’s got a very demanding job; he works a lot of hours, he’s on call 24/7 and he does carry a lot of stress on his shoulders. But the other day I mentioned that I had more stress than usual and you’d have thought I’d said I got abducted by aliens.
“Stress?” he said. “What are YOU stressed about?” Seriously, that’s the way he said it.
I don’t know how two people who live in the same house, eat dinner together and sleep in the same bed can be so far apart in their understanding. I began to explain. read more
My five-year-old daughter can’t handle anything medical. She won’t even let me look at cuts and scrapes — forget it if she has a splinter! Unimpressed by tales of Tooth Fairy riches, she’ll wait until her loose teeth, hanging by a thread, fall out on their own. I don’t know why this is, but given her unwillingness to let me even comb her hair, I’ve theorized that she has an unusually low threshold of pain.
At no time is this more apparent as when she needs an immunization. She needed two shots in order to start school this year and what an appointment we had!
“Do I have to get a shot?” she said on the way to the doctor.
“I don’t know,” I stalled, not wanting to alarm her but not wanting to lie, either. Okay, it was a lie. I did know. read more
We begin this story in progress. Last week I started the tale of our cruise vacation, not exactly from Hell, maybe Purgatory. We were about to go ashore in Juneau, Alaska. We wanted the kids to see Alaska, but even if we hadn’t, we had no choice. Kids’ club was closed most of the day.
We’d signed up to pan for gold in the afternoon, but our morning was free, so we headed to town to check out the shops and get lunch. Shopping with the kids. I don’t know why I didn’t see this coming. I can’t even take them to FedEx/Kinko’s without hearing “I want! I want!.” read more