Did your child watch 12 hours of TV yesterday because you were too tired to tell them they couldn’t? Mine too! Have you ever been mid-car ride only to suddenly turn around and count your children, because you’re pretty sure you forgot one at home? Yup, been there. Do you frequently forget your children’s names? You’re not alone! If you can relate to any of these situations, this blog might be for you. And if you are a mother and can’t relate to these situations, you’re a liar.


Pink Paint Dreams

And in today’s installment of what the heck is wrong with my children… I have three girls so someone begging for their room to get painted pink is pretty much a weekly occurrence. Or covered in glitter. Or to receive a unicorn mural with candy raining from the skies. You know – something subtle like …

Toilet Trip Thomas

Grant, our 2 year old, is starting to spread his wings. And not in a super useful way. Does anybody know the exact limitations of a toilet and the surrounding plumbing system? I’m asking for a friend. Living with a family of six has certainly tested our plumbing in a number of unique ways… but …

Borrowed Berenstains

Well this is perfect. Last night I strolled in to tuck Rose into bed and immediately noticed the wry smile on her face. I knew quickly something was amiss. I asked her what was going on. She continued to give me her sheepish grin. Finally she slyly pulled up a Berenstain Bears book as though …

About Me

I’m just a small town girl…living in a lonely world. Born and raised 2 hours west of south Detroit. Oh wait…I think that’s a song. For real, though, I am a small town girl. And the sometimes-happy mother of 4 children that are super young. I have one adoring husband that worships the ground I walk on. Probably because I do all of his laundry. I’m not sure what the qualifications for being a good mother are, but I definitely don’t possess them. No joke, as I write this, there is a baby crying 2 feet away and my husband and I are both pretending like we don’t hear him, hoping the other one will pick him up. I’m just happy our house is still standing. And – hand to God – part of that fell over once and we had to get it fixed. Mediocre is my middle name. But life doesn’t give out trophies anyways. Welcome to the blog. You’re in good company.

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