Being an adult is really weird. You know that moment when you are watching a movie or tv show and your Teen Beat crush from your youth is now playing the dad? (OMG did I just say “youth”?) I mean. WTF. Example: Marky Mark is the dad in Transformers – the dinosaur one.

Marky Mark in my head:

Marky Mark now:


Which leads me to believe I’m getting older. Shhh. I know I am married and have a kid. But sometimes, I’m like  – I’m only 23. Then I stay up until 11 and am like, nope. I am not.

I digress.

I was an avid fan of TGIF when I was younger and I loved Boy Meets World. Seriously one of the best shows on television. EVER. My husband and still quote from it. If you don’t know who Feeny is…I feel sorry for you.

FEEENNYYY FEE HEE HEE HEEENAY    loved me some Boy meets world!!!!!! Tapanga's hair was ALWAYS the best!: FEEENNYYY FEE HEE HEE HEEENAY    loved me some Boy meets world!!!!!! Tapanga's hair was ALWAYS the best!

Well said | boy meets world: Well said | boy meets world

Plays with Squirrels Me Manifesto still gets me every time.

Admit you thought Eric was dumb until this happened.: Admit you thought Eric was dumb until this happened.

BMW was a great show for so many reasons. Lessons were learned. Friendships were made. Wholesome, good ol’ fashioned fun. I mean, this Topanga married her Cory.

Imagine my delight when I found out about Girl Meets World. And – this time – I would be able to share it with my kid.

We have recently started Netflixing it and watching it together. The first episode, I burst into tears. It was just so surreal to watch Cory and Topanga and their kids with my kid. Like seeing two old friends. Except now they were grown up, too.

To share something with my child that means so much to me is so powerful. Trying new foods. Watching him learn a new skill. Seeing a smile on his face. Singing songs and dancing around the kitchen. For the past few weeks, we have had time to connect on a new level. He is very close with his father. He was mine and mine alone for the nine months I carried him and when I finally had to share him, he bonded so tightly with his dad. Which, tbh, makes me so proud. I’m glad I have a partner that is such a wonderful parent. I couldn’t ask for anything more. I love it. But, for the past few weeks, he has been all mine again I get all the snuggles. I get the laughs. I get the fighting.

It has been super special for me to share life with him. I know he loves me. But It has been even better having him get to know me.

Boy Meets World: Boy Meets World

It is. It really is.


The Stuffs of Nightmares


For a few years now my son has been begging us for a pet. We used to have two cats but they are now in heaven and he misses them terribly. When the cats died, I missed them very much but also I felt free. Totally free. Our cats were about 100 years old and we had had them since 1996. I mean, I loved every thing about them, but I no longer had to deal with the ins and outs of daily pet care. Which was great. Having a husband and a kid was enough for me. When I was pregnant, I took all of my house plants except 2 and dumped them out into the yard. It was just one more thing I had to take care of and I had my hands full.

Fast forward to about three years ago. Both cats had died. Our boy desperately wanted a dog. Guys – I don’t have any other way to tell you this…I don’t like dogs. I mean, sure, there are a few that I think are cute. In pictures. Far away from me. I love Lauren’s dog (honestly, she is the only one). But other than that, NOPE NOPE NOPE. So to have a kid that will tell every person walking a dog, “Hey, I like your dog,” and with tears in his eyes beg you for a pup – let’s just say it makes it hard to say no. But don’t worry. We persevered. Husband and I are a united front. And, factor in that we wanted to sell our house and that does not make it an ideal time to get a pet….you get one really sad little boy.

Well, we are now all settled in and he keeps asking for a kitty. Who he has already named….

Flashback to vacation….The husband took him to one of those kitschy, shitty tourist trap stores where they sell all the things and there they had hermit crabs. He, of course, wanted one immediately. We had to shut that down. First of all, no. Secondly, we were flying home and it was just not going to happen. The boy has a steel trap for a mind and never forgets ANYTHING. Seriously. He remembers things from when he was very young – so young that it is kind of freaky. So, until this past weekend, I successfully had delayed the pet talk. Now that we are settled, he was like, great – pet time! I was like, whoa whoa whoa. So, he asked if he could at least get a hermit crab. I reluctantly agreed. I read up a little on the little critters and we went off to the pet store. Guess who was not prepared for this? ME.

We purchased their little house and accouterments and two hermit crabs so they would keep each other company. They have been aptly named Hermie and Scorpio. And they are DISGUSTING. I hate them. They completely FREAK me out with their weird spindly little legs that fold up and they poke around. They shuffle around in their cage. And, my son is completely smitten. HE LOVES THEM. He loves to hold them. He loves taking care of them. On the ride home from the pet store he lovingly held them in his cute little baby hands and proudly stated that this was the best day of his entire life.

Each night while I read him books before bed, he holds them. I am 100% totally freaked out. They give me the willies. Creepy crawlies. My son laughs and laughs all while they hobble up and down his arms and hands. I can’t take it. Last night, I stood at the foot of his bed and read to him. Do these things hop? I bet they do. Husband thinks this is hilarious. That is until he comes home in a week and I make him take care of them with their weird little hermit crab pooper scooper. Fun fact – hermit crabs apparently poop. A lot. I did not know this. Now, I have scoop hermit crab poop and try not to scream in terror the entire time. And then I disinfect my entire house and child and take a Silkwood shower.

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*insert me screaming as I put up this picture*

*What is going to happen to me if I get too close to them*

In other news…

Lauren got a new whip. This is her driving around town now:

I started watching Sense 8. Anyone else in on this? Discuss, please.