Holiday Anxiety

I love this time of year. From September through December are my favorite months. There’s so much to do and celebrate. So much that’s special about this time of year.

That said, there’s a shitload of stuff to get done.

I’m trying to outline all of our gift guides early and plan menus and yadda yadda yadda so that when something inevitably throws a wrench into the works, I’m not completely screwed.

This time of year, I have several minor problems. Desperately trying not to buy too much junk for the boys. Forgetting stocking stuffers until the last minute (every. single. year.). Cleaning the house. Sending out holidays cards (I have to do this early or the pressure eats me alive. I cannot explain why.)

That said, I find that every year I have one major problem: I have no idea what to give my father or father-in-law. Neither of them drink, really. They don’t wear ties. Neither of them collects anything. When it comes to sports, they both have teams they support…sort of. They want varied and unpredictable things that I cannot predict. It’s torturous.

So I ask you: what do you get the patriarchs of your family? Do you have a go to website to browse for them? Can I get away with just getting them Ron Swanson shirts even though they don’t watch Parks and Rec?

Storytelling and the Big Bad Bear

Alex does this amazing thing where he makes up robust stories out of thin air for no reason. For instance, my father once told him there were sharks in our lake to keep him from going in there. Weeks later, Alex began telling me about the sharks in his lake. How he bred them, what…

Bedtime

We’ve had kind of a weird fall. There’s been lots of wonderful but there have also been lots of things to shake us up. We’ve all been sick several times. David has been gone traveling for weeks at a time. We’ve had family members coming and going. This isn’t totally uncommon chaos for us but…

Unexpected Gifts

Our neighbor here has a boy a few months older than Alex. Unlike us, they have a ton of friends. These friends share and hand clothes down to one another. So, the first year we were here, when she found herself with more clothes than she needed for her three year old, she marched a…

The Year of the House

The year of the house is almost over. We’ve done a fair amount of work and even more design updating. It’s been what to others would be little stuff – hanging photos and buying throw pillows and ottomans. To me, this stuff is a stressful torture because I’m afraid I’ll spend a lot of time…

Kids are Just the Best, Aren’t They?

So, I really like kids. I do. And I like mine a whole lot more than most. Now, that’s not to say I never yell or we don’t get into disagreements and sometimes I just want to pee alone. But I like my kids a whole lot. I like that Alex goes out of his…

Pre-K (or why I do not have it together)

Way back in the middle of August, Alex started Pre-K. At the same time, Evan started a kid’s day out program two days a week. This was it. I was going to have time just for work. Somehow, while focusing on the glorious uninterrupted blocks of time I was about to get, I forgot about…

Summer Camp, Summer Camp Sadness

Alex starts preschool in 2.5 weeks. Now, seeing that he’s almost 5, many people believe I should have started him sooner. However, the kid is already too smart for his own good (why? beats me.) and if he had to take roughly the same curriculum two years in a row, I think he would have…

Mad Cleaning Skillz

I asked Alex to clean his room. He did this unsupervised while I got Evan dressed for the day.   Do you see it?     Everything is in here, all “clean”.     Kid’s got his mom’s mad cleaning skillz. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Share with…