Poop. So much poop.

This post could also be called "Duh, Mommy."

I'm losing it.

In the past three months I have lost my wallet, my credit card and my engagement ring.

No sick days, but the benefits are good.

Fair warning: This is a pity party post. You don't want to join my party, skip it. 

Cleanliness is next to Craziness

I'm messy. My hubby is messy. The kids are messy. The cat is messy. We all live together in a messy house. And we are quite happy being little messy people!

When I'm big, I want to be a ....

Liam, at three years old, has a long list of things he has decided he wants to be when he grows up, here are some of those dreams:

Terrible Parenting: Lessons learned

Raising kids, you have to learn as you go. I have no previous experience raising a three year old. It is all new to me. Every phase, every lesson, every food preference is a surprise. It is almost as if Liam is teaching me how to parent at each new stage. I wish I was more prepared, but mostly I'm just flying by the seat of my pants here.

The Thrills of Home Ownership

This is our first house. We used to live in a one bedroom apartment. 670 square feet for 7 and a half years. It suited us just fine until Liam came along and began to roll into the furniture. So we moved closer to our family and bought a lovely house. But as with any house (especially one that is 30 years old) there has been some

Look Mommy! I made a SNAIL!

Adventures of Liam on the Potty.
I'm writing this partly to avoid writing about Adeleine's NICU story. I've found it hard to sit down and write that one, so consequently I haven't written anything in about two weeks. So I thought we could avoid/procrastinate together and I'll just write about Liam's potty adventures! :)

Liam got his first potty as a gift from Grandma when he was one year old.

Engineers are different. Like, strange different.

Engineers are different. They just are. They think differently.

If you have an engineering friend, relative or spouse you know exactly what I mean.