ramblings of a not-so-mad woman

Let me be clear before I launch my little not-so-mad woman rant: teachers are awesome sauce. They’re pulling off all sorts of badassery in the classrooms, day in and day out, like the rock stars they are. Schools are expected to pull rabbits out of hats all the time, and they’re doing pretty okay. For the most part.

Alrighty then. Now that we’ve got that out of the way – onward and upward.


I’m gonna need someone to explain using phones in class.

Listen, I get it…technology, big part of the real world, huge part of the kids’ everyday lives, use what they know, yada yada yada. I don’t have a problem with using phones per se, but I have a major problem with teachers who build lessons around students with phones and don’t have an alternate plan for ones who don’t bring tech. Because not every kid has a phone, and even kids who have a phone lose tech privileges. Or maybe that’s just my lucky offspring. Whatevs.

And no, telling a student to “pair up” with another kid who has a phone isn’t what I’d consider a good fallback. Because you know what that gets you? One kid doing all the work on his phone, and another kid looking over their shoulder, pissed off that they don’t have a phone.

No bueno.

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embracing the warped world of parenthood

“Kids make you insane.”  Truer words were never spoken.

Normal people can drink out of cups, but we can’t. If we have a glass of some beverage, and we leave that beverage unattended for even fifteen seconds, then that beverage will end up spilled on the couch, the carpet, the dog, or possibly the ceiling. The fact that we have cats plays in here, too, because our cats cannot abide an upright glass. So instead we drink out of bottles with lids, all the time, until the kids are asleep.”

Toddler Life, Chapter 419: We Have Lost Normality | Accidentally Inspired

tech free Sundays, an update

Back in October we rolled out technology free Sundays in our house, a change that was met with many a moan and groan from the middle schoolers in our midst.  What do you mean, we can’t text our friends?  What do you mean, there’s no FaceTime?  BUT THAT’S HOW KIDS CALL EACH OTHER THESE DAYS.  Lawdy, lawdy – rend the garments and don the sackcloth, my children, because clearly I know not of your suffering.

Fast forward to two weeks ago when I learned the neighbor’s child is now a member of this pained “no tech Sunday” clan.

Score one for the meanest mama on the planet.  Can I get a holla??

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generic peanut butter, Oreo filling, and the good Halloween candy

Because sometimes childhood is magical, and sometimes it’s populated by small people manipulated by the whims of adults around them.

“20 Somewhat Horrible Things I Do To My Kids That I in No Way Feel Guilty About:

  1. I’ve been trying to use up the gross generic peanut butter that we bought a while ago. When we make sandwiches, the kids get generic. I get Jif. I’m choosy… and selfish.
  2. If we are at the end of a loaf of bread, the kids always get the butt. They think it is the “special” piece.
  3. I eat the filling out of Oreos, and give my son the gross cookie part.”

20 Somewhat Horrible Things I Do to My Kids That I in No Way Feel Guilty About | The Huffington Post

the gifts that don’t come in packages

“We do the best we can with what we have.”  Well, isn’t that the truth.

“But then I heard it: the truth.  And let me tell you, this parenting truth is setting me free this Christmas.

I remembered the path we were on as a family eight years ago and I thought about the childhood I wanted to give my kids that was full of stuff and things and a bottomless well of never being satisfied.  We played the disappointing game of comparison and no matter how much we got, we only wanted more.  We tried to be like everyone else and it was exhausting and disappointing.”

This Parenting Truth Is Setting Me Free This Christmas: We Are THAT Family Blog by Kristen Welch

Sunday Snapshot: for now, sledding is enough

“I walked over to the hill where we used to go and sled.  There were a lot of little kids there.  I watched them flying.  Doing jumps and having races.  And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday.  And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do.  And they will all kiss someone someday.  But for now, sledding is enough.  I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn’t.”

–  Stephen Chbosky

SoCS – we believe in magic, but sometimes there’s gotta be a limit

You’ll never believe what my kid did yesterday.  It’s not like they’re tiny tots anymore, they know how this Christmas thing goes, and we are a family who believes in the magic of Christmas.  We Believe.

But we’re also realists.

We ask the kids to give us ideas for Christmas but limit them to four categories.  The whole want/need/wear/read thing works for our family, so they give us suggestions for those.  Then I slide a surprise in their stocking ‘cuz, you know, Christmas.

But a week ago T-man came to us and asked if he could change his Want because, well, whatever, just because.  Nope, sorry fella, too late.

But yesterday he comes out of his room at 9:00 at night to say hey, listen, there’s this new game that just got released –

Are you freaking kidding me??

Yes, we believe.  Yes, Christmas is magic.  But you cannot change/adapt/amend your Christmas wish list three days before The Day.  Dude.  I get this happening at five or seven or even nine, but not now.

Sorry, man, but this Santa is flat out of miracles.  Plus I just might lose my mind if I go anywhere near a shopping center today.

Linda’s stream of consciousness prompt drops on Saturdays.  This week’s prompt was to start my post with “yule,” “you’ll,” or “Yul.”