Scandalous: My Toddler Watches Big Brother

While playing UNO with my family tonight, my just turned 3-year-old saw this card in the picture and excitedly exclaimed, “The Power of Veto!”

Now, all of you Big Brother fans will know what this means. My whole family – including my little guy – are huge B.B. fans. So, naturally he recognized this as the symbol for the coveted power to overturn a nomination in the televised game.

I was proud (oddly, perhaps) of his memory, his recognition, and his ability to generalize the information to our card game. I totally looked at this as a proud mommy moment.

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Sometimes All You Need Is A Tiny Motorcycle

Ok, guys. Let me tell you a little story.

This evening I thought it would be fun to take a family trip to Target to get out of the house. We had some essentials to get, and my son is turning 3 next week so I thought he would enjoy looking at the toys to see what he wanted for his special day. We arrived at the red and white wonderland with optimism in our hearts and a RedCard in our pocket.

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No Rest For The Mommy…

At the risk of sounding like a terrible mother, this summer is kicking my ass.

There, I said it.

Last August I cried when it was time for summer to end and watch my oldest head off to first grade. And throughout the whole school year I wished for summer. I longed for the days of flexible schedules, staying up late, and no (well, less) lunch-packing. But summer’s in full swing now, friends. And we’re not even halfway through.

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The Proud Mama

I call this picture “The Proud Mama”.

Yep, that’s my reflection in the mirror in the back of the dance studio. You can see from the look on my face that pride is literally radiating from my being.

Why am I so proud? You may think it’s because I am responsible for birthing this incredibly adorable ballerina. And, yes, that’s part of it. But what I’m most proud of is the fact that my baby girl is doing this. She is participating in her first dance class – her first independent extra-curricular activity, actually – and I couldn’t be happier for her.

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