Sometimes when I am changing my son, I get freaked out because some day someone is going to be treating that area A LOT different than I am...

My eight-year-old son just called my period "that red blood thing." I laughed my damn ass off.

I can't wait until my daughter is old enough to camp. I miss it so much.

I told my mom that I had a very important doctor appointment in the city (2 hours away) today so she would watch my daughter. I lied, I went to see Harry Potter and loved it.

The new Harry Potter book comes out the same day as my DD's birthday. I'm going to spend the entire birthday inside reading.

My husband & I don't have much in common. I often wonder WTH I was thinking when I married him. Oh, wait....I remember what I was thinking....."CHA-CHING!"

You want to know how I afford to stay home? I have a recipe and make fake Starbucks at home. I grocery shop with coupons and sales. We only eat out once a week. My husband and I share a car. For a long time we went without cable and cell phones. Now we just have basic service. It's not easy, but oh my, God, is it ever worth it.

I want my boys to be the nerds in High School, simply because that's who they are. And I love my children enough to always celebrate who they ARE, NOT who I WANT them TO BE.

I have asked my husband for many years to stop smoking pot. It is a waste of money and I didn't want my son to grow up and be a pot head too. He never did quit. My teenage son is a pot head now. I guess leaving him over the pot smoking really would have been a good idea.

Somedays, I want to run away and never look back.