Mommy Don't Buy That

  I remember when I was little and my grandma made me homemade dresses. Watching her sew and try to manuever the pattern. Was like top notch engineering work. It looked impossible.  But luckily for me no one wanted "homemade clothes". It was generally a sign of being poor. People wanted store-bought clothes made in masses in China that had very little of the quality our homemade clothes had, but looked like the masses. Like we could go to any mall and buy what we had on. And now while Read more [...]

So there truly is nothing cuter than a babies tush. I mean you just want to bite it. So I posted a picture of Ava's little bum on Facebook. I had been hesitant about doing this because my mom had previously told me Facebook was just a catalog for pedifiles So I never posted Ila naked. But more and more of my friends were posting their tush picture and I wanted to share how adorable my babies tush was, and to be honest I became more comfortable with the idea the more I saw it. Yes, I fell into peer Read more [...]

    So I have noticed that being a mom means letting go of many of your fashionable ideas. As in I wore Lululemon the whole time I was pregnant and after while I was getting my body back, until my husband asked "are you ever going to wear real people clothes again instead of looking homeless)". That comment partially came because I was very attached to a J Crew sweater that had gotten a little worn. And he felt like I never wore over sized (homeless people) sweaters when we were Read more [...]

So sometimes this happens ... I went into Right Start for a cup holder and left with two new car seats. The reason was they were on sale and only had two more and it will be the one they need soon and the last one they need since it holds them to 120lbs (a petite adult) and it converts into a booster seat. I like this seat because A. it has cup holders. The constant "mommy here" as Ila reaches her milk cup towards me was driving me insane and frankly is unsafe. B. the fabric feels like a sleeker Read more [...]

    So you always wonder about nurture vs. nature. How can two people who came from the same parents be so different? My sister and I are very different, really could not be less alike. As in she would be happy eating Kraft macaroni and cheese in a trailer park while I buy luxury sheets and am a total foodie. We had the same parents but we had different environmental factors due to my terminally ill brother. And if I met her on the street there is almost no chance we would be Read more [...]

Ila and Ava wanted the water in the water table to be colored,like at Ila's school. My first instinct was to add food dye to the water and play and THANK GOD I wised up and realized there had to be a better less messy way. I could just see the dye on their hands and faces and then the house and it was going to be a project that went very wrong. Yikes! So I ordered these tablets and we made the water purple today in the water table. It was fun to play with, teach the girls about color mixing and Read more [...]