Lemonade stands are so … local. Max and Julia – an Oregon brother/ sister duo hankering to get to Disney World – are going global in their fundraising efforts by creating car crayons and selling them online!
Last year, the family drove 14 hours from their hometown of Eugene, Oregon to Disneyland in California and stayed with family. One glimpse of the castled kingdom and, “We all got the Disney bug,” said Sherri, mom.
Then Max (9) and Julia (7) saw Disney World on America’s Funniest Home Videos and realized how much bigger the small world in Orlando is – and a fire was lit. Max was determined to get there, but soon realized lemonade stands weren’t going to cut it.
This post may seem a little stereotypical, but gosh darnit – I think it’s kinda cute and really funny. Hey, I can relate 🙂 So, this post on myblankenworld is my Friday Favorite!
*I* am the mother of boys. This is a fact. I have been since birth. Frogs, toads, lizards, snakes, small or large rodents – always my favorite…pink – definitely not. Dirt, cow-pies, canals and pastures are where you could find me. Happily…clean – definitely not.
As I was watching folks at the soccer arena (where I spend all my free time now), I made an observation. *Parents* of boys and girls are different, not just the kids themselves. click here to finish reading …
My second pregnancy was not the emotional walk in the park I experienced the first time:
* I didn’t expect to get pregnant again so soon
* I didn’t expect to be pregnant with another BOY
* I didn’t expect the GUILT factor
Yes, I felt guilty… like I had ‘cheated.’ I was already in a fulfilling, loving relationship with an adorable, pudgy boy I’d birthed 12 months prior. How could I love another? How could I have another, without one being my FAVORITE!
Here’s for my mom bloggers … enjoy!
I know today is Monday, but I had some technical difficulties (and overwhelming emotions of my own) so I didn’t send this out last week.
Do you remember when the internet was referred to as the Information Superhighway? (I’m dating myself now 🙂 ) Well, last week, the blogs I read reflected an emotional superhighway. Some exuded beautiful happiness and contentment with marriage and parenthood, like:
* Mommy Said a Swear Word: Forever Enough and
* Kaira Butler: Is Parenting Really that Hard?
Others bloggers – wives and mothers – expressed hard hitting low points as they grappled with domestic violence and divorce, like:
* Penelope Trunk: Zero Tolerance for Domestic Violence is Wrong
* A woman whose husband just spent the rent money and she was filing for divorce…(I can’t find the link)
I took away something from all of these posts, but my favorite articulated the raw, honest, hopeful emotion of love that I could relate to. Please check it out:
Life, Love and Baby: The Aftermath – a Love Letter to My Husband
The only bad thing about this toy is that the name is toooo long!
Other than that, we love it! My boys received this for Christmas and literally played with it – right then and there – for about 2 hours!
Now, how this monotonous, circular racing motion with the same two cars entertains the kids for hours on end – I have no idea 🙂 But it does! We also love it because:
1) Both of my sons – age 2 and 4 – enjoy playing with it together.
2) It’s pretty durable, all one piece, and already assembled!!
3) It’s not too bad on cost – $25.
I won’t be doing movie reviews on this blog (I don’t think 🙂 ), but when I saw this movie – and this particular scene – I thought of my fellow boy moms. For those of you with older boys, is this slightly true or over-exaggeration?
(FYI – The word that is deleted is semen)
Anyway, I thought it was hilarious!
I’m late on seeing this movie, I know, but we are moms so we are entitled.
I’m raising my boys on a budget!
So, I got the idea from my neighbor to ask my mother-in-law for the twin beds they kept in their guest room… the same beds my husband and his brother slept on. She was much obliged – overwhelmingly so actually. Apparently, not only did my husband and his brother sleep in these beds during their childhood – but their father and his brother also slept in said beds.
Translation: these are some old beds! But, I guess there is some sentimental value. Of course, my concern was their safety … and after checking it out, my husband and I deemed that they were okay. SO … now for the rehab.
Confessions of a Mediocre Mom is my favorite blog for today! What mom of young kids hasn’t had that moment of pure shock after turning her head for just a minute …
If you are a mom of young children, or you know a mom of young children, you know this universal truth: There’s no such thing as a potty break.
The notion that one could, in reality, obtain 60 seconds of uninterrupted private time is, in and of itself, preposterous. This is due to several factors:
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My 4y.o. son is Too Darn Affectionate.
I’m his mother – so 9 times out of 10 I’m okay with his excessive hugs (he probably got that from me anyway. But he even drives me crazy … not to mention his brother.
I know what you’re thinking … “but that’s so cute;” “enjoy it while you can;” “what’s so wrong with an affectionate child?” I may have gone along with you on that – and I have been going along with it. Even when he .. Continue reading
I like the sound of this game!
1) It’s cost-effective.
2) It promotes working with your hands and being creative.
3) It’s not messy or cumbersome and doesn’t require batteries!! (yay!)
4) It looks like FUN!!
I haven’t tried it with my boys since they are probably too young (the age limit is 6 and above) but check out this video as a doubtful 6y.o. demos the toy for the first time.
(I was not paid for this post.)