“Bye Paul Spriiiii! I can’t liiiive here!” Max yelled as we boarded the plane, bound for home. Our mini-vacation was nice while it lasted….. Somewhere between the three hour flight delay and the afternoons spent in the hotel pool, we found our family vacation groove. Things just seemed so much easier this time. Maybe it was…
We’re back. We’re tan. We survived our vacation to “Paul Spriiiii” (that’s Palm Springs, for those of you not fluent in Max). Adorable pictures of my two year old in swim trunks and sunglasses will be arriving here shortly, but first….. BlogHer contacted me about a new way of finding the perfect app, and after…
My motto is “Parenting kicks your ass”. I don’t like the lies that moms tell each other. About how things are always so wooonderful, and their kids are the perfect mix of “May I please have another helping of broccoli” and creative Crayola genius. Please. Parenting kicks your ass. My kid has gotten up around…
In case you were wondering, we’ve traded our house by the bay for a house by the beach. For the week, anyway. For vacation, at least. San Diego has welcomed us with open arms, old favorites, and new hidden gems. Lev and his mommy Mindy joined us for a choose-your-own-adventure playdate. A train ride, pennies…