Farewell Mr. Poopie!
Today my 2-year-old, while sitting on the pot, exclaimed in a desperate voice: “Mommy, I talk to my poopie. But why he no talk back to me?” My answer: “Because poopie is NOT your friend.” I can only pray that the days of playing with Mr. Poopie are over! Ciao, Melodramamma 0 I like This [...]
Read More // Leave a ReplyToddler Disaster #20,897: OMG, WHAT DID YOU JUST DO!
I was two bites into eating my salad, when a BRILLIANT thought flashed across my mind: go upstairs and change out of the starched work blouse and slip on the cozy T. Surely it would be fine to leave the young’ns by themselves for two minutes. I mean little girl, she’s almost four. And my [...]
Read More // 3 CommentsDON’T teach your brother THAT!
My piercing wake-up call amplified straight out of the pumping lungs of my passionate three-year-old, in Cecilia Bartoli worthy pitches, that echoed straight down the halls all the way into Mommy’s bedroom. Oh yes, it was that all-too familiar Yo Gabba Gabba tune: “Keep trying! Keep trying! Never give up! Don’t Give up!” Don’t ask [...]
Read More // 2 CommentsNONpliment #801: Please DON’T Draw THAT!
I was so honored when my 3-year-old daughter showed me a portrait entitled “Mommy.” Yes, how wonderful that my child takes the time to draw such vivid pictures of non other than yours truly. But as I glanced across the page, past the three eyelashes and crooked eyebrows … Yes, it was there on the [...]
Read More // 5 CommentsGrandma’s Irish Soda Bread Recipe
In spite of all my posts on being an Italian, I’ll have you know that I’m also 25% Irish. That means, yes, today, I’m NOT getting pinched cause I’m sporting green. And tonight, I will be cooking the traditional Corned Beef and Cabbage for a family affair. While I am currently scurrying around my recipe [...]
Read More // 5 CommentsPass Mommy the Oxygen Mask
You know you’re tired when you kiss the kids goodnight and crawl into your own bed, all before 7:30! But the true sign of exhaustion is when you wake up in pitch darkness and both kids are somehow in your bed and you have no recollection of how they got there, or how you got [...]
Read More // 6 CommentsThe Most UNROMANTIC Evening
What better for Valentine’s Day than to post what has got to be the most UNromantic evening ever. Yes, this is a re-post special just for you. So on the eve of our five-year wedding anniversary, hubby and I are cuddling on the couch when the most UNromantic of things occurs. He gets up to [...]
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