A husband who grocery shops is both a blessing and a burden.  Yes, certainly it saves me from having to spend an hour and a half pushing and pulling a buggy up and down aisles.  Naturally, it allows me to skip all the loading and unloading of the groceries to and from the cart, out of the cart onto the conveyor belt, off the belt and into bags and back into the cart, out of the cart and into the car, out of the car and in

This afternoon, after a long day, I stood around with other mothers waiting for our daughters to come out of ballet.  One mother, making conversation, asked, “Are you having fun?”

I am on everyone in the world’s list for passing on e-junkmail.  I must know a thousand people who believe the threats of bad luck and the empty promises of great fortune if they will only forward that stupid message on to every person in their address book.  I am getting my revenge by forwarding this one on to YOU.

My husband’s queer (as in odd) behavior began back in early November.  He started talking to me, with suspicious urgency, about taking out another life insurance policy on myself.  After enduring a great amount of pestering from my groom, and agreeing that I wouldn’t want him to be financially burdened in the event of the unmentionable, I acquiesced and bought the policy.

My blog covers the topics of family mealtimes, dinner conversations, recipes and pop culture and today I’d like to touch on the last subject – pop culture.
 

This morning I walked into my 12 year-old middle-schooler’s room and announced, “Get up!  The day has come!”  Then something slipped from my lips that I didn’t even notice.  I said, “It’s Saturday.”

The technology for parents is amazing. We have this cool video monitor which is sitting right next to me as I am typing. I can watch in color,  listen to every sound and even hook it up to the TV to watch the video feed. What more could I ask for, well how about the motion detector diaper pail. Don't laugh, its cool. With the wave of my hand it opens and 5 seconds later it closes.

Even with all the fuzzy logic, the only thing that calms the screaming girl is interaction with Mom and Dad.

This afternoon, my husband, in one of those misguided moments of wanting to broaden the children’s horizons and increase their scope of experiences and knowledge, gave the bandits an old computer to dismantle.  In short order they disassembled it down to its bare gigabytes and sorted all the debris into colorful piles of pieces they plan to further break down into ever smaller and smaller megabytes and probably a whole lot of bits.

Our aim for the website is to create a virtual community for parents, providing resources, information and support for the toughest job you'll ever love. Parenting has always been a challenge, but as so many people today move away from extended family (for most of us, the best parenting resource and support available),  there is a need sometimes for parents to talk to each other. Where is the best day care? How do you find a nanny? What do I do when my child is diagnosed with ADHD?