My name is Jen. I have a contagiously funny husband, three awesomely gorgeous daughters, a knack for design, a love for writing, an obsession with kids fashion, a secret desire to be a photographer and a curfew of 10 pm. WHO'S WITH ME?
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#31daymarch BLOG CHALLENGE- Days 8-10 (Don’t worry- I’ve abridged)
Playing a little catch-up here. I promise to not make your eyes bleed and keep each day short and to the point. Plus, Charlotte keeps dropping trou and it’s only a matter of minutes before last night’s dinner ends up in a nicely packaged pile on the living room floor, so speediness is a necessity this morning.
Day 8: Pet Peeves
- Grammar abusers. (I know that makes me sound like a snob, but it hurts my soul.)
- My kids’ incessant need to eat 24 hours a day. We’re one apple away from a padlock on the fridge. (And by one apple, I mean that they’ve each already eaten 3 before noon. In addition to the entire week’s groceries.)
- Anyone physically hanging on me. Whether it be the kids, my husband or Ryan Gosling. (I can’t even pretend that last part is true.)
- People who litter.
- The words, “totes,” and “adorbs.” Although, shockingly, “LOL” doesn’t phase me in the least. A piece of me is still 19.
- Anyone who attempts to parent my kids when I’m standing right next to them. (I’m looking at you, lady in the aisle of Christmas Tree Shop.)
- The MOTHER EFFIN BINKIE. (Post age 2. I am also, at the same time, a 100% advocate for the binkie. It’s the relationship I now have with it as we try to get my strong-willed almost 4-year old middle child off of it. I’m equating the process to what it would have been like to give birth out of my ass.)
Day 9: Bucket List
I feel the same way about buckets lists as I do about New Year’s resolutions. The more pressure you put on following through every item on a list, the more upsetting it is if you don’t get it done. I know that sounds awfully dramatic for a question that is simply asking me what I would like to do in this world before I die, but I’m nothing if not dramatic on a Saturday morning before a second cup of coffee.
I suppose I would love to eat a baguette in Paris or dive the great barrier reef or make it through a week without losing my shit once, but these are lofty aspirations, so I refrain from the pressure. I already have enough to worry about– like how I’m going to get tax prep done by the end of today. I will say that it would be stellar to someday take a cross-country road trip with my husband and girls and hit up every theme park (and restaurant featured on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives) along the way. You know, for when I eat carbs again.
Day 10: Daily Routine
Last summer, I wrote a post on Providence Monthly about what a typical summer day’s routine is like with kids. Instead of writing another one, I’ll just refer to that one. Feel free to place any season in the equation. It all works the same.
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