It’s not the end of the World, Kids.

I’ve been wanting to sit down and write a new blog for a few days now, but I’ve been dealing with the coming apocalypse in my house, and it’s prevented me from any rational thought.

Frequent occurrences of the ground opening up and threatening to swallow us all. Yes, right in my own home! I wouldn’t believe it had I not seen it myself, but I speak only the truth. The only safe place in this whole house is the kids’ rooms, so, naturally, in order to protect them, they’ve been spending a lot of time there since this natural disaster began occurring.

I’ve documented these occurrences for scientific records, posterity, and for evidence once the rest of the world finally realizes what’s been going on, I can say “Hey, my kids knew it first! Here’s proof!”

Here are the ways the world has almost ended this week, according to my children:

One sat on the stool the other one wanted to sit on

One got a bigger piece of Nutty Bar than the other

It being bed time

One using a Lego block from something the other built a month ago and hasn’t touched since

His brother wouldn’t let him destroy his Lego car

We ran out of mustard

The waffle was too toasty

It’s lunch time

It’s not lunch time yet

They can’t have a snack 10 minutes before dinner

Babybels are too hard to open

His head wouldn’t go in his shirt’s arm hole

The cheese on his sandwich wasn’t melty enough

He has to take off his socks to put sandals on

He has to put socks on to wear shoes

We have to go grocery shopping

He didn’t know off the top of his head of Christmas this year is on a Wednesday

I told them to stop playing with Legos for five seconds and put some clothes on

I asked him to repeat himself

He tripped over a toy I told him to put away or someone was going to get hurt

He couldn’t decide what kind of meat he wanted in his taco

I said the words “it’s time to brush your teeth”

I said the words “we just argued about this last night”

I wouldn’t let him sleep in my bed

I moved him from my bed once I found him in it hours later

I didn’t DVR a show I didn’t know they wanted to watch

Onions

 

Hold on… wait… what’s that you’re saying? NONE of these things could cause life as we know it to cease? Not a single one of these things would cause the beginning of the apocalypse? Not a single one of these is reason at all to believe that it’s the end of the world?

CAN YOU TELL MY KIDS THAT? Thanks.

Posted on July 5, 2017 by Holdin' Holden 0 Comment

I don’t want to be the “Cool Mom” Anymore

It was something my mom strived for my entire childhood, but never succeeded. It was the thing I swore, when I became a mom, that I would actually achieve.

COOL MOM STATUS

The mom other moms wanted to be. The mom with the house all the kids wanted to go to. The mom everyone thought was awesome. Not the minivan driving soccer mom. Not the mom jean wearing frump. THE MOM OF ALL MOMS! I wanted it all.

I don’t want that anymore.

Look, it isn’t like I wouldn’t take the honor if it were bestowed upon me. I totally would. Being a “Cool Mom” would be awesome, but aiming for it, striving for it, trying to be something other than just myself– and who that is varies from day to day– is too much work on top of everything else I have to do, none of which is “cool”.

I’m a mom who tries not to use “no” as every other word.

I’m a mom who looks for missing patience just about as often as I look for missing socks.

I’m a mom who hates crafting. And sports. And the park.

I’m a mom who tolerates playdates only so my kids stop bothering me all the time.

I’m a mom who tries to schedule these playdates anywhere but at my house.

I’m a mom who yells, and curses, and doesn’t feel a hell of a lot of shame over it

I’m a mom who may or may not have considered selling her kids on the black market a time or twenty

I’m a mom who also may or may not have searched for holy water on this black market

I’m a mom who isn’t currently concerned with raising future world leaders, but humans who PUT DOWN THE TOILET SEAT AFTER FLUSHING

I’m a mom who some days counts the minutes until the kids go to bed

I’m a mom who is not at all above bribery

I’m a mom who has legitimately considered running away and joining the traveling circus.

Mostly, I’m just me. It doesn’t really matter to me if my kids think I’m “cool”. I’ll consider myself cool if I raise decent human beings who are polite to strangers, don’t litter, and yeah, if they put the frickin’ toilet seat down.

Posted on June 30, 2017 by Holdin' Holden 0 Comment

Celebrating life’s little Victories

This is a sponsored conversation written by me on behalf of Kingsford®. The opinions and text are all mine.

We did it! We survived two weeks of summer break! Sure, we had some ups and downs (downs being the stomach flu ravaging our household), but we did it!

Life is too short not to celebrate the mundane, small victories in life, so we decided to do something outside of our comfort zone, and grill out to commemorate this moment! Because what says CELEBRATE like food cooked on the grill?

We aren’t avid grillers, or experienced, or even great, but that’s also what made this occasion even more fun.

We ran to Wal-Mart and grabbed our favorite (and also easiest to use) charcoal- Kingsford® Match Light® Instant Light Charcoal, some supplies for kebabs, and ran home to get started.

Check out our piddly little grill that gets the job DONE!

We lit the charcoal and let the kids help put everything together (which, surprisingly, wasn’t at all frustrating like cooking with kids usually is), creating their own kebabs (and stealing most of the good stuff).

All the prep, and the flipping of the kebabs, and high-fives for making it this far were all making memories, even when there’s no real occasion other than to do it, and honestly, I can’t recommend it enough! You don’t need a huge life event to celebrate, just celebrate everything!

It was the most fun meal we’ve had in a long time, and I get the feeling our tiny little grill will be getting a lot of use this summer celebrating anything, or nothing at all.

What are you celebrating this summer?

Submit your favorite non-holidays and/or best ‘adulting’ moments to @Kingsford on Instagram, Twitter or Facebook.

Get to celebrating! (and grilling– try a honey teriyaki marinade over shrimp & veggie kebabs, drool-worthy and simple!)

Posted on June 30, 2017 by Holdin' Holden 0 Comment

My Family’s Summer Schedule Full of FUN! (Yes, that’s Sarcasm)

While people are complaining about overbearing heat, sweating, sunburns… my pale ass is over here loving every moment. Almost.

Summer is my jam. I’m meant to live in places with temperatures that never dip below 75. I hate snow. I hate cold. I hate hail, wind, ice, sweaters, and especially pants. I like to be free in flowy dresses or loose tanks. I like being able to float in the water like the fluorescent buoy I am. My skin may not agree, but my heart says yes.

 

Some moms have plans, activities, crafts, scheduled outdoor play time, play dates, group play dates, day trips, camps. I don’t have those things. That’s mostly my fault, maybe my lack of disorganization and motivation, but I honestly don’t have the time. The kids might be home, and I might be home with them, but it doesn’t mean I am good enough, multi-task mastery enough to drop everything to dedicate to them. I’ll fully admit that my summer-enthusiast self fails in that arena, but that doesn’t mean we DON’T have activities. That doesn’t mean we do NOTHING every day all day. Our days are chocked FULL of fun!

I want to share with you how we spend our summer days as maybe an inspiration for those of you out there who may be bored, or looking for things for your kids to do. I know I’m always looking for ideas that don’t involve destroying my house with Pinterest fails, or spending a ton of money I don’t really have just to kill a few hours.

Outside of special trips & activities, here is what a typical summer day looks like around here:

6am: Kids wake up. Consider making shitloads of noise, but realize they’ve done this so many times and ruined so many sleeps that they aren’t allowed to leave their rooms in the morning until an adult comes and gets them. Quietly read or plays with toys instead.

7am: Breakfast! Weekdays get to choose between cereal, oatmeal, or waffles, and a variety of fruit. Complain about there not being enough selection.

8am: Inside play time. Find something stupid to argue over and end up getting sent to separate rooms.

10am: Creative morning snack time! As in, get creative with what we’ve got in the pantry because I’m not going to let my coffee get cold just to make you something when we have a perfectly decent selection of ready-to-eat stuff.

11am: Random chores that are apparently more painful to complete than being waterboarded.

12pm: Lunch! Get to pick a type of sandwich, or leftovers. Chooses to complain we’re not going out for lunch, instead.

1pm: Whine about already being hungry again.

1:15pm: Harass the animals

1:30pm: Act out what must be deleted scenes from The Hunger Games over the last granola bar

2pm: Impromptu trip to the park, because mom is going to snap if she’s stuck in this house any longer

2:30pm: Even with 45 other kids at the park, find a way to fight with each other over some weird version of hide & seek they’ve made up.

3pm: Impromptu reward trip to Starbucks! … for mom. For not snapping in public. Get the kids something small just to avoid hearing them complain.

4pm: 30-minute battle over Hot Wheels car found under chair

4:30pm: The “Can we sneak a snack upstairs without mom noticing?” game

5pm: Commence daily whining about being hungry and how long it is until dinner, even though dinner is only an hour away.

5:30pm: Harass the animals again

6pm: DINNER! You’d think they’d be happy. Nope. They have a competition to see who can find the more ridiculous thing to complain about

7pm: Family TV time. Aka Time to fight over what to watch time

7:45pm: Kiddie shower time. Spend 15 minutes fighting over who’s turn it is to wash their ass.

8pm: Bed time. Battle royale over tooth brushing until they each collapse into bed.

 

My love of the months closest to the sun is the one thing in my life that never changed, never faltered. I swore I’d never eat avocados, and now I put that shit on everything. Said I hated dresses and would never wear them unless I had to, and now half of my closet is full of breezy frocks. Insisted I would never have kids, and, well, now look at me. With those kids came the death of my Grease-level Summer Lovin’.

I never want to be one of those moms who does nothing but talk about how “it’s all fun and games until you have kids” but we’re less than two weeks into summer break and I already hate it. Summer is no longer my warm, loving friend. I don’t recognize her at all.

You might think I’m just being dramatic. Surely over 30 years of dedication to summer couldn’t possibly be ruined in less than 14 days, but if you don’t think that is a distinct possibility, you don’t have children.

Is it time for Back to School shopping yet?

Posted on June 27, 2017 by Holdin' Holden 0 Comment

17 of the Most REAL, Honest, & HILARIOUS Parenting Memes on the Internet

When I sat down to write both my first book, and Kids Are Turds, what I wanted to do was to be so honest, so real, that the parents reading would sit back and say to themselves “Holy shit! That’s me!”
In fact, I wanted them to relate to it SO HARD that they then sat forward and said “Is this bitch watching me from outside my window?”
THAT is the level of real-ness I aim for, not just in writing, but in the memes I choose to share with all of you.

It’s not that we’re not ALWAYS real here, but we’re getting real with the parenting memes. Here are the most honest, “OMG THAT’S ME” memes on the internet right now. Enjoy!

 

More our speed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

100% accurate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No shame here.

 

 

 

 

 

 
Who else needs one of these?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We’d all be filthy stinkin’ rich

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We’ve all got a little Britney in us

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stop trying to make “fetch” happen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just don’t think we can relate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Desperately

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh, it’s the PERFECT response

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Told ya sooooooo!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I can make ANYTHING sound threatening

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wait…. yeah…. don’t see a damn soul

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Basically

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s GENIUS

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mmhmm….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My ears are ringing just thinking about it

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

EW. EW EW EW.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hiding in plain site… and pretty throw pillows

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me to a T

Posted on June 23, 2017 by Holdin' Holden 0 Comment