Thankful
Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you and yours had a day full of family, friends, and food. This is me demonstrating how thankful I am for devices that keep my screaming child contained while I attempt to run a 5k in the cold with over 30,000 other people.

Nature or nurture?
Kendall’s obsessed with football, and by obsessed I mean he wants to take one of his two footballs everywhere (he has two because I forgot his only one at home when we travelled to San Antonio, and I begged my mom to get him another before we got there so he would stop screaming “BALL!!” at me with those sad, accusing eyes). He screams “BALL!” anytime he sees a glimpse of it on TV, be it an actual game or a highlight, and when he hears the crowds and the announcers from another room he runs to the TV, hands in the air, screaming “BALL!” In fact, any time he sees a flat screen TV, on or off, he screams “BALL!” And that’s n

If I had a little girl, she’d wear pillowcase dresses.
You know what’s funny? When I was pregnant it seemed like EVERYONE was having a boy, but after I had Kendall it seemed like the world is full of little girls. Case in point is our local playgroup. Out of seven regular members, only 2 of us have boys. And even as we’ve started to add new members to the mix, it seems like they ALL have girls. So as birthday season approached this year (there was a stretch of 4 months where I swear we had at least 2 birthdays to attend each month), I had to get a little creative about what to give for birthday gifts, and after seeing so many pictures of adorable little girls wearing stylish pillowcase dresses, I set my mind on figuring ou

My social experiment finally goes live
So remember how I gave up the internet for an ENTIRE WEEK? And remember how I lived to tell about it? Well, I can finally share the rest of the story with you all. I went on my internet sabbatical as part of a social experiment for DFW’s CBS 11. The story finally aired tonight. You can watch it here. Or just read the story here. Couple of fun notes for you… 1. I kept meaning to clean my l

The Phantom Baby Kick Phenomenon
Let it be known that after you have a baby (long after the life that grew inside of you and kicked your ass from the inside has left the comfort of your warm, swimmy womb), you will catch yourself reaching to pat your tummy after what feels like an adorable little baby kick to the belly button (or anywhere in the general abdomen area). It may happen at night, as you are drifting off to sleep. You will be in such an in and out state of consciousness that you will believe, momentarily, that your hand will land on a swollen belly, and then you will startle yourself awake and laugh your freaking ass off… or just be weirded out. I used to think I was alone in this, but the