How Should You Talk to Your Kids About Hemp and Marijuana?

"I really want to hang up my weed leaf tapestry in the basement," said my main mansky, Cransky, as we stood in the kitchen amongst piles of moving boxes. "So hang it up." "But it's got a giant WEED LEAF ON IT AND THERE ARE CHILDREN LIVING HERE." Cransky makes a potent point. But! The green times they are a-changin'. "Welllll, maybe we hang it up and it'll be a conversation starter about all the wonders of hemp," I responded....more
Hemp? Nope. I think we left that out of the drug talk.more

The Battle for Halloween: Family Holidays After Divorce

He gets the 4th of July, I get Halloween. He gets to light things on fire and cross his fingers that the dogs don't chew a hole through the wall, and I get to make a Dr. Horrible costume and explore haunted houses on North Portsmouth Street with the thousands of people who all of a sudden seem to live in our neighborhood. He gets to spend too much money on garbage that makes noise, and I get to spend $10 on candy that will somehow stay in my house until all of eternity goes by and a new world begins and then my $10 candy is an ancient, preserved, sticky relic (that the kids will still want to eat). But this year he asked if he could have them for Halloween....more
We both take him together.more

Can a Mom Survive Bottled Up Energy and Giggles at Dinner Time?

Do you ever just FLIP OUT on your kids for no reason other than they're being TOO happy?! Cause I have. Yep. I'm not proud of it. I just simply don't understand it. They will be absolutely content with each other at the dinner table, cracking each other up, not hitting or not not-hitting-but-kinda-hitting, not tattling, not asking me for anything, just genuinely enjoying each other's company while I quietly eat my own slice of Papa Murphy's Take 'n Bake white pizza. ...more
Great post....Yes, these are the best of days......Simply Enjoy...more

How I Wrecked This Dress

 It started with a wedding. ...more

Listen To Your Mother Came to Portland

Listen To Your Mother came to Portland. I know. I was there. 32 cities across the country each produced a local show that featured 90 minutes worth of stories that were honest, shocking, raw, inspirational, validating, familiar, hilarious and new. Over a thousand stories that took the stereotype of motherhood -- any stereotype: soccer mom, adoptive mom, stay at home mom, sitcom mom, hippy mom, absent mom -- and tore them open to reveal a unique portrait of human life. ...more

Thank you, Scott Bakula.

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Mommy? What Is Raping?

tippity tap tap tap *pause* tippity tap tap tapSo went the sounds of me Facebooking, hunched over the laptop while awkwardly standing up, one foot through the doorway and in to the kitchen so that I felt that I was successfully multi-tasking. And then came these words:"Mom? What's raping?"...more
Iiona V  Oh wow. I haven't yet been face to face with that situation. I feel like my heart would ...more

Snow Day Voodoo

~journal entry to my kidlets on the onset of Snowpocalypse 2014 ~ It's a full on, can't be argued with, bright-skied, still-wind, crisp-yet-fluffy SNOW DAY. And I'm pretty positive you two kiddos made it happen. ...more

Blog Neglect: The Guilt. The Reason.

Well hello. You might remember me from such titles as ... this blog. You know, the one with my name on it? Here, let me brush the dust off the banner. There. See now? Yeah, that's my name. And lately, this is the place where words go to wait.  (Here's where I tangent and head over to photoshop where I will spend far too long doodling an image of a waiting room filled with Words flipping through pages of People.) ...more

Another parent's take on the lie of Santa.

"My friend doesn't believe in Santa anymore." ...more