If you have children that are into Legos you know what a daunting task it can be to contain the Legos in an organized manner. You look at the bricks used to build a space station, Ninjago lair, pirate ship, etc. covering the floor and think: “Ok. We’ll sort these by Lego set. Find the
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//giphy.com/embed/BlyDS4EEfApEs?html5=true via GIPHY Judging from the barrage of coupons, ads, and email alerts that have flooded my home this past week, it’s becoming clear that school is around the corner. My kids may not want to face it, but at some point in the next month, they will need to resume wearing regular clothing. Shoes, socks,
Hi everybody, Kitten here. My mom is away today at the 2Moms on a Mission presents Glennon Melton event (that I’m sure someone else’s mom is going to recap here soon) so she let me take over her blog post. I’m sure you’re thinking, what 4 year old can write? But if Honest Toddler can
You know those “nose blind” commercials? “Sadly, Angela has gotten used to the odor her cat leaves in the couch. She no longer smells it. Yup, she’s gone nose blind.” True confession: I am “mess blind.” I don’t consider myself messy – in my mind, I’m organized. But for some reason, clutter doesn’t register in my
Oh man. I think I’m a nag. I hate to admit this, but I’m sure that my husband would love that I finally copped to it. I just feel like I do everything right — and when I say this I am only referring to household operations. This would include things such as: loading the
You know what I need to avoid? Stuff that makes me feel all resentful and annoyed. You know what makes me feel all resentful and annoyed? Keeping score. But yet, sometimes, I JUST CAN’T HELP MYSELF. GAH! Why can’t my husband just put his dirty glass in the sink instead of right. near. the. sink?
“Come sit down and relax. We’ll put the dishes away / pack tomorrow’s lunch / clean the kitchen / fill-in-the-blank-task later”, yells my husband (who is sitting down and relaxing) from the livingroom. “Oh, WE will?” I think, in my snarkiest tone. “It’s Sunday night! We’re back to work tomorrow!” How on Earth is he
My vacuum has taken up permanent residence in the corner of my dining room. I no longer bother to carefully wind up the cord and tuck it away in the hall closet just a few feet away. Instead, it sits in the no-longer-bare corner, cord in a tangled pile, at the ready. Why? Because I have a
On an average day I wake up and realize I am already late for everything I need to do for the day. Rush to get the children out of bed and ready to drop off at school/daycare. The process of getting out the door with three kids all ages four and under isn’t as easy
