The fine line between “Work” and “at Home”

How do you call the day quits when your work is home and home is your work? 
I’ve grappled with this boundary for years now, over six of ‘em.  It wasn’t quite so bad when Princess Pinky was a wee babe.  Those two-naps-a-day months are a sweet memory for me.  Two naps meant two times a [...]

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The Negotiator

Oftentimes, like when I’m bemoaning the final tally at our local Kroger after another family fill-up trip, I wonder just what will fill my days employment-wise once our youngest, Prince Screamsalot, is in school full-time.
As I spend a great portion of my days, particularly the weekends when all three of The Royal Monkeys are home all [...]

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The Bucket of Shame

We here at the home of the Royal Monkeys have been dealing with the aftereffects of both Prince Tatertot and Sir Screamsalot fighting a nasty intestinal virus that has left both boys with little appetite but yet surprisingly copious amounts of vomit.  Oh, lovely.
Prince Tatertot seemed to be coming out of the fog of sickness [...]

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Fairness, or, lack of in real life.

Today, as on many days, I had the chance to work with my three darling Royal Monkeys on the issue of fairness.  Today, as on many days, I wanted to bang my head against the wall in frustration as I tried to explain that life just ain’t fair.  Take it or leave it.
 The issue was [...]

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Mommying

Mommying -it’s a cool word, isn’t it?  And it really describes how I go through my days, mommying one child after another. 
Mothering, and the word Mother, itself, just doesn’t cut it for life with three needy little egos who want nothing more than to each be  the center of my universe with hugs and kisses showered [...]

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