The Helicopter Mom Who Flew Away
I’ve called myself a helicopter parent and an attached parent in the past. I used to be the mom who knew everything going on in their kids life and was on top of their game. Read More …
I’ve called myself a helicopter parent and an attached parent in the past. I used to be the mom who knew everything going on in their kids life and was on top of their game. Read More …
This is an easy post to write. It’s simple and to the point and it says THANK YOU to all of you for helping me reach my fundraising goal. As I wrote here, I am racing Read More …
There is a baby in this house: her name is Sarah and she is five months old. She still doesn’t sit, crawl or talk. She just smiles, laughs and kicks her legs as if they Read More …
There is so much going on that I am struggling to keep up with it all. But this can’t wait. In fact, this is probably the biggest “thing” that has happened in my little blogging Read More …
My eight year old son Dreamer asked me: “Mami, is Santa real?” PLOP. If I was the Director of a movie, this would be when the music suddenly stops, we hear a screeching sound, and Read More …
I’ve told Kerry Gruson’s story hundreds of times and it doesn’t get any easier. In our #ThumbsUp campaign we want the world to know what happened to her. But we want you to focus on Read More …
I have been MIA. Well, actually I’ve been in NJ, VT, and NY. We have been traveling for the holidays to see my hubby’s family and I’ve let my blog completely slide. We flew to Read More …
It’s Wednesday and I am still waddling like a duck; this must mean it was Miami Marathon weekend. I know this because for the past two years my husband Joe ran the marathon and he Read More …
I love going to my dentist; it’s as close to a mini spa as I get to these days. It’s a retreat from life and a trip to a parallel universe. With a blanket, neck Read More …
If you follow me on Instagram, Facebook or Twitter you are probably sick and tired of pictures of my boys triathlon on Sunday … but I just can’t help myself. I am so proud of them, and of us, as Read More …