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The Curmudgeon Goes To Camp

The Cupcake is 7. This is the first year I decided to keep her “home” for the summer. I work from home, so it’s a true test of her independence -- and my patience. So far, we’ve front-loaded the summer with camps and other than her…

Our “conscious uncoupling”

I’ve never connected with Gwyneth Paltrow before I had the realization that I’m having a “conscious uncoupling” from my six year old. It’s not my idea, it’s the Cupcake’s. And don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled with her newfound sense…

Spoiler Alert: Where babies come from

I was just innocently driving home from soccer practice. “Mommy, how does the baby get into the mommy’s tummy?”  Thoughtful pause… “The Daddy puts it there.” (Why didn’t I say something about a stork, or God, or – look, there’s a…

First Day, First Grade

She did it. She started first grade. In a whole new school. Making all new friends. With an all new (to her) teacher. The old Princess Cupcake would have been a clingy, worried mess. We would have had a melt-down the evening before…

This Dallas Mom is not afraid

My mother, God rest her soul, missed out on some amazing moments and years upon years of family events. She missed out a chance to enjoy her retirement with her new husband. She missed seeing me walk down the aisle, holding her…

The Mama Dove

One of the best gifts I received this mother’s day was not from the hubs or even Princess Cupcake. It was from Mother Nature. All day long we watched a mourning dove fly from the yard to the porch, porch to the yard, yard to the porch,…

Dance Mom 101

It’s dance season. And that means one thing: Terror for the new dance mom as she tries to navigate these unchartered waters. This is my third go around, and I was lucky enough to have been befriended by a veteran mom who shared a few…

The Mominists

THIS struck a nerve. It's just one of many viral posts out there. I am so over the haters in this world. Stop pointing fingers and judging how other Mom’s should parent already. Stop espousing about how enlightened you are now that…

I’m not the perfect mom

I am not the perfect mom. Far from it. I know my shortcomings – I give in too easily. I don’t spend enough time working on homework with her. I complain in front of her. I text at red lights. This morning was one of those moments…
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