Fussy eater making you crazy? Try these and watch the magic happen.
Generally speaking, I won the kid lottery when it comes to eating. For the most part, my kids eat what I make and don’t complain too much. Notice the ‘too’…
A mish mash of our summer so far
This summer, like every summer before it, is flying by far too quickly for my liking. On the upside, we’ve been so busy enjoying it that I haven’t had time…
How to ask for a refund for your recalled Children’s Advil Products
Having a few kids in the house, I tend to make sure that I have fever medication on hand in case one (or more) of my mighty minions comes down…
He has a suspicious mind, that one.
It is no secret that my Paxton loves him some apples. Like, he LOVES apples. All four of my smalls do, but Pax, in particular, is the most emotionally invested…
A conversation with Miss Moon.
“Mumma! It’s beautiful out here! You should have the front door wide open!” “Yes, baby, it is beautiful. I have the window on the door wide open, but I keep…
They love me because I feed them. Meh. I’ll take it.
Another Mother’s Day has come and gone. I was spoiled with breakfast in bed (adventures in the kitchen for Mr. K.B. and the smalls – so yeah, it turns out,…
Confessions of an unhinged blogger
Family
Goals
Home and Food
Keswick Kids
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Self-inflicted challenges
It’s time to change my relationship with food. Ugh.
Coming out of a three-day long headache, I was met with the realization that I have some changes to make and for once, they are not to my personality. No.…
Confessions of an unhinged blogger
Family
Gratitude and Blessings
Keswick Kids
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The Good
True stories
Is his depth equal than or greater than my ditz?
A brief, recent, and real exchange with Paxton, age 7 1/2 years. Pax, while eating his lunch: “In life, you just gotta have a lotta patience.” Me, half listening: “Hmmmm?…
Friday miscellany that spilled over into Saturday
A hot cup of tea and some random thoughts to head into this long weekend. There is something so liberating, so absolutely and completely fucking amazing about cruising down the…
Parenting: I’ve learned that there are only degrees of failure. And that’s okay.
When I first became a mother, I was young. Not Loretta Lynn young, but young enough to still have a head full of delusions of grandeur and invincibility that only…