The Storm

Tonight a storm came in. There was a chill in the air, the clouds rolled in, the rain was falling, the thunder struck and the lighting flashed. This was the first storm we have sat and watched, so Savanna had questions. Thunder struck and she asked “what is that?”, I replied “thunder”, to which she… Continue reading The Storm

Olaf

My daughter has a mini plastic Olaf.  Last night Montana got a hold of it and tore its head off and I assumed ate his head. My mom watches Savanna once a week and this morning after I left for work, she called me and told me my Savanna had something she wanted to tell me. … Continue reading Olaf

Pokey

I am sure most parents can relate to this… a “pokey” toddler. In college we had a girlfriend we nicknamed “pokey” because it took her so long to get ready, or to get out the door, or leave, or anything concerning time.  Savanna has now become “pokey”.  Everything is on her own time, and at… Continue reading Pokey

FWB

Friends with Benefits (FWB), has been a discussion point a lot lately in my life.  Being single does not mean one still does not have needs or desires, so why not have those needs and desires fulfilled?  If you are able to find someone that you are attracted to, and have fun with, but are… Continue reading FWB

Panties

Trying to potty train my daughter has been quite challenging.  At daycare, she seems to have no problem going potty in the toilet, but at home, it is an entirely different story.  Savanna has been telling me that she wants panties and I have been telling her not until she is potty trained.  We were… Continue reading Panties

BIG

“Mommy, I want to be Big” are words I never thought would affect me, but they did when I heard them from my daughter.  She is 2 ½ years old and already wants to be bigger, older…OMG!!!! This is my fault, I have denied her things that are not for children and most likely said… Continue reading BIG

Battle

I am so fortunate to have amazing girlfriends from different times of my life. After college I got a job at an environmental laboratory.  The hours were long, the work was less than exciting, definitely not glamorous, and so many days I wondered what I was doing there with my recent college diploma.  Somehow I… Continue reading Battle