Not to tell on my husband, but I think his parenting skills leave something to be desired. Take for example his approach to making the kids breakfast. Hubby's parenting skills 'What do you want for breakfast? A peanut butter sandwich? No? Cereal? No? Bacon and eggs? No? Rice Krispies? No? You have to decide now!...
The kids' longing for a pet is like nits: the minute you start to relax they pop up again. Can I have a pet? So this morning I performed the classicical play: 'Kid wants a pet, but mom doesn't'. My co-star was my son Ot (10), who can be summed up by the slogan of...
Why isn't there a symbol for movies that warns: 'Totally Unsuitable For Moms'?! There I was, innocently tuning into a series called Love my Way, a big bowl of potato chips on my lap. But just as I crammed the first fistful of chips into my mouth, the eight year old girl of one of...
I know it's cool to say: 'When I was a kid I used to play for hours with just a twig and some dirt!' But who are we kidding here: playing with twigs and dirt has gotten a lot more competition since then! Nowadays playing outside has to compete with playing on the Wii, Nintento,...
The kids were playing house, with some new kids they'd met in the nearby playground. My son told one of the girls in his most masculine voice: 'Well Mother, I'm heading off to work!' And 'Mother' replied tenderly: 'And I'll start cooking!' Then she leaned over and whispered: 'And by the way: 'What's your name?'
Neighborhood kids often look around around our happy home, and declare: 'It's só messy in here! Our house looks much better.' This observation baffles me, because I think our house looks quite well, thank you! But, seven people live in it, and perhaps that explains their cruel judgment. Besides, I suspect their parents of Minimalism!...
To fan the smoldering embers of our relationship, my husband and I like to pretend we're going to the movies. Of course we don't really go, because that would mean hiring a babysitter, but every Saturday night we stretch out on the couch armed with big bags of chips. Watching Paranormal Activity with my husband...
A prophet is despised in his own country, and moms in their own family. Now that my eldest daughter has turned not-so-sweet sixteen, she has taken it upon herself to educate me on my looks. After careful study of my dressing habits, she presented me with her conclusion, and it was nót favorable. Mom, you...
I love getting presents. But only presents that don't require any action on my part, otherwise they're just work in disguise. So when hubby comes home, brandishing a big bouquet of flowers, I tell him with appropriate gratitude: 'Thank you honey. Now put them in a vase please.' Then hubby throws them into the sink...
As a mom I do a lot of wringing of the hands. Usually with a wet rag in between. And my poor, delicate hands pay the price, so last week I liberally applied Gehwol, a cream for dry feet. I figured: If it works for feet, it will also work on hands! Afterwards I left...
