The Mischief of Minions

Kids, Family, Insanity…

Death by Lego

T. – Age 3.5 is becoming a Lego Duplo Junkie. He makes ships and cars and most recently something he calls a “Mickey Train,” complete with Dale the Chipmunk inside.

This is cool and all, but I nearly went down the stairs on a Mickey Lego head and had an unfortunate encounter with Lego Donald that cannot be discussed in polite company. I fully anticipate an awkward at best ER visit in my near future!



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Potty training attempt #341

Go sit on the potty right now or the Lego Police Officer is going to get flushed!


Oddly enough, this one worked. 🙂

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My son the superhero

My little boy T. – Age 2 is a super hero. He has the cape and attitude to prove it – but it goes beyond that!

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Butterfly release

My daughter, S – Age 4.5 and I have been doing a caterpillar-to-butterfly project over the last few weeks. Honestly, I don’t know which of us was more excited…

I could not stop watching these little ones like an expectant mama. I never did anything like this as a child!

The caterpillars arrived in two tiny self-sustaining cups where they remained until they were all cocoons. We transferred ten delicate cocoons into our butterfly aviary.

In about a week? Tiny miracles began to emerge.

Today we finally released them. It was wonderful to see the awe and kindness of a child watching a butterfly cling carefully to her finger!






Is it just me? Cartoons are getting weirder


Is it just that it is too early on a Sunday morning, or are cartoons becoming increasing more odd?

And why does my 2 years old seem so fascinated?

They have no feet and the heads pop off…and a man thing just opened up and popped a pizza directly into his midsection – and if I am not entirely mistaken I think I just heard Betty White’s voice coming out of what I can only suppose is a Grandma?

I need coffee…

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Letting them fall

I don’t want to mislead: my goal in this world is to help my kids grow, be confident and succeed. I want them to reach for the stars, be amazed at who they can be, and laugh in the face of fear.

But the stars are awfully high up there and it is scary as hell watching them climb knowing they could fall…

and that it is a certainty that sometimes they will.

I won’t say my parents encouraged me to climb; I was half monkey and they could not keep me out of the tops of trees or off of the roof or stop me from endangering myself in a 1000 different ways. At that point in my life I could climb higher than they could reach, and I felt powerful and cunning and brave.

Actually I wish I could channel those feelings sometimes these days. It is different being on the other side of that equation: watching your little ones challenge themselves and problem solve and climb bars over your head and beyond your reach.

But I would not take this away from her for the world.

I will be there to catch. I will be there to comfort. I will be there to cheer and pray and hope and teach what I can where I can.

But the mountain is ultimately theirs and there are places I cannot follow.

Instead I will carry vast amounts of Tums, medical cards and my iPhone to capture it all. I am a terrified but immensely proud mommy and will cover my gray and hide my terror as best I can.

And she did NOT fall today – she OWNED those monkey bars!


Dragon Family


My daughter, S. Age 4.5 drew this for me tonight. She told me the big dragon, the daddy was upset that he couldn’t fly, but the others could and that the baby was very happy flying and playing games, and that the daddy should be happy because he is so big and colorful.

I just thought the picture was awesome, and as usual, overwhelmed with pride and amazement that somehow I have been lucky enough to have such a colorful little one in my life making me smile.


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Letting Sleeping Children Lie


I am writing on my phone, lying in bed next to an obnoxiously snoring little girl wearing her Christmas outfit from last year. (I have no idea where she found it.)

At my feet on the quilt is a happily snoozing pug – also snoring.

My son is asleep in his crib about 25 feet down the hall. I cannot hear him, but I can only assume similar noises are coming from his baby face.

The sun is shining brightly, I am still in my pajamas. My shining accomplishments today include getting the children to nap at the same time and making a wonderful pot of homemade chicken soup.


Ah. Today goes in the “WIN” column for sure!!

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Toddler Dance Lessons

My daughter S. – Age 4 went to her first dance lesson this weekend.

We did the whole nine yards: bought the pink ballet shoes, tights and leotard; I even put her hair up in a bun for good measure, not knowing specifically what to expect.

I am not striving to be a dance mom. I never had dance lessons or even a single pair of ballet shoes. Mainly, because my kid seems kinda fascinated (if not, if I am honest, built for such things) with ballerinas and all things dance right now, I thought it would be fun for her and good exercise.

(Also her older cousin does it and she was totally jealous and I get that and don’t want her to feel left out. I am a sucker that way.)

Anyway. It was cute and sickeningly adorable to see all those little girls in their dance garb, trying to watch the teacher and raise their arms and point their toes.

My daughter was far more interested in using the dance bar as a monkey bar, climbing the mirror and trying to hang upside down. I felt a sick gush of pride at her skill, and grateful the bar didn’t come crashing down.

Even in that first class I did get exposed to some of the “dance mom” culture as they shouted “point your toes darling” to some of the girls and oohed and aaahed when their daughters did the right thing.

I refrained from rolling my eyes or saying “For God’s Sake they are FOUR!” Instead, I just smiled as my daughter galloped across the dance floor with a complete lack of delicacy and a giant smile on her face.

That’s what it is all about.


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The Simplicity of Children

It is amazing to me how simple children make the world seem if only we take the time to watch them.

We go to fall festivals with enticements like “pony rides” and “petting zoos” and there is nothing wrong with that.

But at the same time, give kids some pumpkins, leaves, sticks and some room to run around and they are just as happy! The games they make up on their own when left to their own devices are hysterical!

If only we as adults could remember how to be that happy to be alive, and to find so much possibility in a mere pile of leaves!







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