My daughter is a huge Monsters Inc. fan. She isn't able to sit through most movies in their entirety — her attention span doesn't allow it — but Monsters Inc. is a different story...a silly, sweet and adorable story. We bought her the MI DVD for her birthday a few years ago. She watched it so many times, she literally wore it out.
She nearly blew a gasket when this float went by in the Disney World parade.
My friend Cherie-Lynn dared me to Twerk. Of course I accepted, but needed to look up what Twerking is. I assumed it has something to do with social media — working on a Twitter account or something.
I was wrong. So very wrong.
Twerking is a weird, highly pelvic and disturbing dance, that if any child of mine ever attempted in public, would land them in 'Time Out' for eleven years. Young girls Twerking isn't pretty.
Are you hot for teacher? Wait, that sets a rather adult tone for this PG-rated post about end-of-the-year teacher gifts. Sorry about that. I also apologize if you have that song stuck in your head and start humming it a school pick up today. Awkward parent-teacher meeting in the maaaaaakinnnnnnng...
I enjoy easy drink recipes, quick and tasty appetizers, and simple party touches that all require very little effort. Does that make me sound lazy? I swear I’m not, but this parenting gig wears a girl down. Fatigue should never get in the way of adult play dates, so if you’re reading this blog from the prone position due to exhaustion, here’s a SIMPLE way to add a personal touch to your next get-together...
I've lied to myself over and over again saying things like, "I can stop any time I want." Or, "It's not a party without them." Or, "I'll only have a few." Or, "It's a PMS craving that's out of my control. Please (begs husband) run to the store and grab me some!"
It's time to admit it. I'm an addict. I've been addicted to potato chips since my baby teeth came in.
Looking back over my twenties, I laugh at the problems I considered to be challenging at the time. In my thirties, I encountered a little something called parenting, where the challenges are significant and sometimes overwhelming.
I experienced the regular mummy growing pains with my first child; the sleepless nights and worries like, "Is he eating enough? Is he growing enough? Am I mom enough?"
Does homemade show we care more about our party guests? Hardly. My energy is better spent elsewhere — like setting the mood, and the table and flat ironing my hair. To quote Pink, "Don't be fancy, just get dancy."
Short cuts and time savers are perfectly acceptable. And yes, store bought items are just fine. They’re more than fine, they’re yummy and easy which means…less time and effort spent being fancy, leaving more energy to get dancy. Pink is freakin’ brilliant.
I'm a helicopter parent and I know it's a habit I need to break. Though, there are legitimate reasons for me to hover over my daughter; her developmental and medical issues warrant having three eyes on her at all times. Unfortunately my over-protective streak radiates in my son's direction. Okay, and my husband's too. I'm a nurturer/worrier/puppet master. It's in my genes.
When I worked outside the home, with actual people face-to-face, there were plenty of opportunities for a joke and a giggle and a well executed prank. People can't be expected to be professional/serious for eight hours straight, can they?
The other day my son came home from school looking deflated. My chatty child was uncharacteristically quiet. Was he sick or hurt? It turned out to be one of those. He was indeed hurt, but not physically.
After some coaxing he told me about his day. A friend in his class was excitedly describing the birthday party he was planning — an afternoon of a laser tag followed by pizza and party games.
The boy pointed to all the kids who would be invited saying, "You and you and him and him, but not you."
When I met my husband, I knew instantly that he was the one, that I would marry him one day and have his children. Of this I was certain. THIS is why I wanted to make a great first impression on my future inlaws.
A story about "Date night" with your child isn't new. Plenty of parents regularly enjoy a night out with one kid at a time, focusing all of their attention on them, while siblings stay at home.
Most party guests would happily eat chips straight from the bag in a joyful, relaxed atmosphere than be served caviar and champagne at a party with no umph.
For a reasonably intelligent person, some days I'm a big ol' fool. Perhaps it's because I'm exhausted. Or maybe it's because I'm distracted...that whole way-too-many-responsibilities-and-one-too-many-balls-in-the-air kind thing. Whatever the reason, I've been committing acts of dumb-assery all over the place.
I may be forgetful and silly and downright daft half the time, but I'm not foolish enough to commit these fool hardy acts below (okay, maybe three, but I'm not telling you which).
March Break isn’t and shouldn’t be JUST about kids kicking back — Mom needs a break too. So grab the phone and call your girlfriends because this March break you deserve to relax, reload and rejuvenate...Party Mummy Style.
1. Hook It Up: If you've left your planning to the last minute, it’s not too late. Call, Tweet, or email your gal pals now. Chances are they're just as disorganized and underplanned as you are!
We handle life's difficult moments the best we can, but some "deal" more admirably than others. Three people close to me have all gone through life-altering events in recent days and handled it better than I ever could.
One faces cancer and is fighting it with courage, grace, and humour. I am in awe of her strength and the joyful way she approaches each and every day.
Eating in the dark isn't new for me. I often squeeze my eyes shut at the family dinner table in hopes of finding a moment of reprieve from the chaos. But, dining in the dark at the Toronto restaurant O.Noir is NOT the same experience. In fact, it is an experience unlike any other.
When Erica and I were invited to attend a special lunch, they told us we would be eating in the dark, but we assumed there would be some light. Wrong. It was PITCH BLACK and it was fantastic.
What are the essential components of an awarding winning Oscar party? Film, Friends and Food of course!
Popcorn, chips and dips, cheese and crackers and any tasty finger foods usually top the bill. But here's a fun new idea for your consideration.... ICE CREAM.
It feels odd to pair the words cancer and party, but when you're referring to a fundraiser, it fits. The Canadian Cancer Society Relay For Life is more than just a fundraiser. It's an opportunity to get together with family and friends and celebrate cancer survivors, remember loved ones lost, and fight back in the hope of finding a cure.
This fun, fulfilling and inspirational 12-hour overnight event is a chance to take back some of the power stolen from so many of us by this terrible disease.
