FlashBack Friday: Addison in Rare Form

It’s important to remember where you come from and how you felt when your kids made you look crazy in front people in public. When she was 6.Seriously, this girl gets weirder by the minute. Yesterday, her big brown eyes met me at the door full of tears of rejection and she claimed no girl anywhere would play with her! I asked if she wanted to come with me to run errands. She was instantly better and my eyebrows furrowed as I realized I was just duped by a five year old. First stop- Home Depot. Scene- Garden center check…

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Winter Break

Oh how I love the sound of that phrase. Winter break. Brain break. Pants break. You can’t make me. I won’t. No pants, no finagling, no hectic. My minutes will be spent doing all the things I love most.  Ok, maybe I promised myself I would clean something, but don’t expect miracles. I’ll spray the counter and walk away for a good five minutes just to avoid using elbow grease. Come at me, syrup stains. I’ll soak a pan like I’m waiting for it to get pruney. Get behind me, caked on scum. And yes, I’ll probably run that load…

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Sometimes My Parenting Surprises Even Me

We have friends in town. You know the kind: besties that blur the line between family and friend for so long you forget you aren’t REALLY related. They live further away these days, but it isn’t their fault. We keep moving north. There is a slight chance we will end up right back where we started as their neighbor if we keep up this crazy pattern. At least we can grab a little Canadian chocolate on our way. Do not fret. We will share. I mean, I won’t but I have trained my kids to do as I say and…

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Sam At Bedtime. He got me again.

So. Samuel Fisher is a big movie quoter. Let’s be real. If you are going to be one of the children in this house, you have to be a movie quoter. AGAIN he wasn’t in his bed. I said, “FISH what are you doing? He said, in his best New York accent (which was phenomenal) “I WAS ON A SAFARI, BOB!” This is of course my favorite line from Return to Me delivered by Dick Cusack, John’s and Joan’s seriously awesome father. I cannot discipline under these circumstances.

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