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The Early Bird Gets Cute Hair

The Early Bird Gets Cute Hair

Momservation: Do not underestimate the power of cute hair.

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Next month my baby girl is officially a teenager. I’ve agreed to these terms, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it.

Six Second Nation

Six Second Nation

Momservation: Sometimes you have to go with shock and awe to get a good point across.

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It’s come down to this: You have 6 seconds to make an impression.

I guess I better get straight to the point.

Let's Go Fishing for Compliments

Let's Go Fishing for Compliments

Momservation: You can’t spell “selfie” without narcissism.

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I think this generation of youth should be dubbed “The Trawling Generation.” Seriously. In the history of time there has never been such a mass rush of youth eager to take up the profession of fishing.

Winning the Genetic Lottery

Winning the Genetic Lottery

Momservation: If you or your husband’s teeth looked like a bag of fries when you were kids—forget saving for college and start saving for braces.

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I was trying to keep this on the down-low because I didn’t want to rub it in anyone’s faces…but I just can’t contain my good fortune and thrill any longer. So here it is:

Eight Rules for Dating my Teenage Son

Eight Rules for Dating my Teenage Son

Momservation: He may tower over me, call me Mom in the voice of Darth Vader, and have limbs of muscle and hair, but all these mother’s eyes can see is a baby boy.

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Sliding in Under the Wire

Sliding in Under the Wire

Momservation: It’s never too late to water-down your expectations for yourself.

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...I’m going to spend the last day of 2013 doing those things I had meant to do but never got around to—I’m going to slide in under the wire before time expires so I can yell, “Yes! I did it!” instead of “Aww, hell. Not again.”

A Mother's Fears and Blessings this Christmas

A Mother's Fears and Blessings this Christmas

Momservation: I’m squarely in the “Creepy” column on my feelings for Elf on the Shelf.

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So here’s a sad observation: