The Working Mom

Ugh.  It's shorts and flip flops weather. My thighs and I hate shorts weather.  But my feet and I are kind of into flip flops weather.  ...

So, we're softies at heart, I guess. And we tried to ease into the toddler bed situation.  But the fact is that The Boy had us up the be...

Now here is where I admit something may be amiss in our new plan. Last night, about two hours after I posted my story about our Big Boy Bed,...

This past Saturday afternoon, rather than nap, The Boy escaped from his crib. I should say that the escape was prefaced by the sort of angry...

Well, Teacher Appreciation Week is right around the corner, so it's time for room mothers to get into full swing. Last year my friend a...

Watching the sunrise as I ran around the neighborhood, while Elvis Costello warbled Pump It Up into my ears.... Figuring out that I ran ab...

As I lay here at 5:45 a.m., having been awakened by a giant black and white cat sleeping on my head, I contemplate the greatest struggle of ...