Even Steven and his Trailer

I’m Blaming Even Steven

Let’s go ahead and make something very clear here: everything is Even Steven’s fault. I’m sure you already knew that, but just in case you didn’t, let me repeat myself. Everything is Even Steven’s fault. Okay – maybe not really. But it makes me feel better to blame him. At least a little… If you’ve…

Even Steven in Stripes

Family, Friends and Chili Cheese Fries

My great-grandmother used to say that the state of your life on New Year’s Eve was an indication of the rest of your year. Her advice used to freak me out. I’d spend my last few days of each year racing around, cleaning out closets, doing crunches, Nairing my upper lip and vacuuming like a…

Santa Cams are Everywhere

No Elf on the Shelf? No Problem!

It’s that magical time of year, where Santa is watching every single move my kids make. He sees them when they’re sleeping. He knows when they’re awake. He knows when Miles is wiping boogers on his wall and when Alice doesn’t change her underwear for days at a time. He sees them when they tackle…

Fighting with Even Steven @MyLifeandKids

My Terrible (NON) Snow Day

With ice and snow in the forecast, we woke up this morning to Miles’s very first snow day. He was pissed. And so was I. I stayed in bed and closed my eyes and tried to muster up the strength to have some fun with my kids. We couldn’t play in the snow – because…

What the…

Even Steven and I were running in a race, and we were nearly to the finish line when the storm sirens started going off. We followed the instructions of the race officials and ran towards a large shelter house to take cover – along with 200 other runners. When we got into the building, something…

Even Steven

5 Signs That I’m a Middle-Aged Mom

I started noticing some changes in my life a couple of years ago. At first I thought it was pregnancy hormones (I was pregnant with Simon at the time). Then I thought maybe it had something to do with the kind of soap I was using. But now, I realize that I’m just becoming a…

Lies My Mother Told Me: Part I

My mother was an elementary school counselor and very tuned in to feelings and emotions. And it was very important to her that I grow up to be a strong, confident woman. So sometimes, when I probably just needed the truth, she would lie… “Yes – I think you’re a great dancer.” “No – your…

My Mom in Bed with Coffee

My Mom is Spoiled – and I Am Not

It’s often the case that my mom and my daughter FaceTime eachother in the mornings before Alice goes to preschool. It’s also often the case that my mom is still in bed during their morning conversation. Sometimes I listen in, but most of the time I’m busy getting the 2-year-old dressed or the 6-year-old on…

Bridge

A Letter from my Mother – About Camping

Dear Daughter, The next time you suggest a camping trip for the entire family – and you pick the place – the answer is no! Not maybe. Or, Oh that sounds like fun. Just. NO. Don’t get me wrong, we had a wonderful time in the woods with the kids – once my heart recovered…