Pictochat Irony

This is actually ironic. In your face Alanis Morissette! Originally uploaded by GoonSquadSarah

Get Out of the Street!

I have this totally stupid thing that has been bugging me. The new moms at my bus stop stand in the street. I know it sounds silly, and I know it shouldn’t be a big deal, but what kind of example is that? How am I supposed to teach my kids to stay out of [...]

Clearly NSPON

Claudia: I love Hershey’s chocolate milk because it is made out of real Hershey’s kisses. Ian: No it isn’t. It is made out of Hershey bars. This argument continues for about 15 minutes. Repeat to fade.

Sometimes You Don’t Want to Know the Backstory

There are times you run across a scene in your home and you don’t even want to know what led up to it. This was definitely one of those times.

Unlike Mr. George, I Think Tracey Would Notice

“What are you doing Mom?” “I’m just trying to think of something to write about for my MamaPop post today.” He thought about it for a while. “Why don’t you just type random letters?” “Just like 10th grade geography papers?” “What?” “Nothing.” *

The Class of 2022 (BlogHer Hangover Part 2)

There are actually two kinds of BlogHer hangovers. The kind of hangover I wrote about two weeks ago and the kind where you run out of words. Usually when I come home from BlogHer I find that I have mysteriously run out of things to say. It is as if I have told most of [...]

Non Sequitur

The funniest joke I heard all day as told by my four year old neighbor, Todd: (Laurie and Suebob should stop reading now) Q: Why did the chicken cross the road? A: Diarrhea. I turned my head as his mother scolded him for that kind of talk at the table because I was laughing and [...]

The Fun Kind of Cleaning

We were playing “The Cleaning Game” at my house. This involves me setting the timer on my iPhone for 10 minutes. For 10 minutes, there is only playing – no cleaning whatsoever. It is important to start with a playing segment. When the alarm rings I start the timer again. For 10 minutes there is [...]

Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice?

Me: Claudia, I think the bathing suit you wore this morning is getting too small for you. Her: No it isn’t. Me: Really, honey, I think it is. Look at this picture. Her: That isn’t too small! It was just crammed up the hole.

Bon Jovi was Mistaken. The Hardest Part is not the Night.

The hardest part about being a parent – besides the sleep deprivation and all of the crushing responsibility – is keeping a straight face when I say things like “Pu-pu platters are not funny!” or “Nobody wants to see you shaking your butt all day long.” or “That isn’t really called an upper nut.” Full [...]

On Top of the World (for about five seconds)

The Goon Squad and I were totally rocking out on the way home from Tae Kwon Do. I still had a couple of my 80s hair metal CDs in the car from when Laurie and I went to the M3 concert on Saturday and the kids and I were listening to some Guns N’ Roses. [...]

Not Quite Stooping to Their Level

Her: Sarah and Gabe sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g. First come love, Second comes marriage, Then comes Mommy with the BABY CARRIAGE! Them: Hahahahahahahahahahhahahahaha! Me: Well, yeah, that is pretty much what happened except for the tree part, and it was a double stroller, and the babies were all loud and pooped a lot.