Parks and Wreck

My child was a big drooler. I kept an extra shirt in my purse until about 3 months ago. And she’s 3 1/2. When I realized that the same shirt had been in my purse for about 6 weeks and was covered in lint and other bottom-of-purse debris, I switched it out for an extra pair of pants because we were in the midst of potty training by that point. Those same pants stayed in my purse for several months and I eventually took them out during one of my intensive purse-cleaning sessions. That move may have been slightly premature…

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That’s Mrs. Clairol to YOU

I went to the local community center yesterday to sign my daughter up for a preschool program. A much-coveted spot had finally opened up and I was more than excited to take it. I had called in advance and they were expecting me. A young man of about 20 greeted me at the front desk, shook my hand and said, “You must be Miss Mary!” Um, alrighty… He showed me around and explained the procedures (yes on sunscreen-application assistance, no on butt-wiping assistance)…

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Is This a Hint?

Driving in the car today my daughter said, “Ya… Ya… Unibrow starts with a Y! Like you!”

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Supwise!

So, it turns out 3-year olds aren’t all that great at keeping birthday secrets.

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Hairoine Addiction

For the record, if you ever get your child’s hair cut for the very first time and want to keep a snip of hair for the baby book, you might want to bring along a little Ziplock or something for storage. If you don’t, you just might end up having to take home the snip in a folded up piece of tinfoil. Which is fine. As long as you don’t put it in your wallet and then forget about it for 5 months, until it falls out on the counter at the coffee shop. Which is fine. Except that the barista might think you’re a drug addict.

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You’re Not the Boss of Me

3-year olds are bossy. Totally bossy. Or at least mine is. Sort of like Quadaffi in a Pull-Up. I’ve read the parenting books, sought out help from the online gurus and asked for advice from “good” parents. Everybody seems to say the same thing: It’s an important part of her development. A phase. Great…. Another one?

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Baby Driver

My 3-year old gets two M&Ms when she goes “poo poo” on the potty. I realize that there are divergent opinions on rewarding children with treats and that this practice, in the minds of some, may lead down a road of overindulgence, a life of crime and dental cavities but this is the life we have chosen.

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The Doo Machine

Yesterday was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.  Complete with whining, crying, runny noses and toddler-against-parent violence (namely in the form of a book that was “accidentally” thrown at my head).  In short, my child and I were at odds.  We’re usually a pretty good team.  But not yesterday.  If you had seen [...]

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Tree High-Fiver

We are knee-deep in potty training around here and I am as proud as a peacock at the strides that my daughter has taken in such a short time. She’s wearing Big Girl Underwear and running to the potty when she has to go. “Baby” diapers are a thing of the past and we are using Seventh Generation training pants for nighttime and for long outings only…

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Disparate Housewives

Stella Marrs postcard

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