And here I thought Cranium went all-out when they replaced pictures with clay. Check out the product page here. It seems a bit pricey at $34, but I'm sure that wouldn't be a problem for Lego and/or boardgame enthusiasts. Next up: a Pictionary game with origami (I kid). Via CrunchGear....
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I wasn't planning on waking up at the crack ass of dawn to watch the royal wedding, but apparently my cranky daughter had other plans by waking up with a screamfest at 4am and refusing to go back to sleep. You guys, I think I may have a future princess-wannabe on my hands. Or at least one with 공주병 (gong-joo-byung, which literally translates to "princess disease"), because the little girl was simply ENTHRALLED by the wedding proceedings and would not take her eyes off the TV. When J woke up at 7am, I held her up to him and said in a little girly voice, "Daddy when I grow up can I be a princess too? Can I marry a prince? Can...
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I first saw this book on Boing Boing two days ago, and while I found it to be hilarious, I hesitated in sharing it here. Because as funny as I — among others — may find this book, I'm sure that there are parents out there who would find it horrifyingly inappropriate. My dark side won out once again. Go the F**k to Sleep is a supposed-bedtime story book that touts itself as "the most honest children's book ever written." According to its Amazon product page: Go the Fuck To Sleep is a bedtime book for parents who live in the real world, where a few snoozing kitties and cutesy rhymes don't always send a toddler sailing off to dreamland. Honest, profane, and...
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Ever since Claire first started teething I have been examining her mouth and gums with care every morning. Well, last night she woke up at 3am and refused to go back to sleep. J stayed up to take care of her until 7am when I took over so that he can get in a power nap before work. Then my breakdown happened. So my usual morning routine was a bit off...
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I just had a mommy breakdown. J was about to leave for work when I burst into tears. He decided to work from home this morning and ordered to go get some rest. But how could I, when I am surrounded by a thick fog of guilt? How could I, when there are dishes to be done, tables to be cleared, and laundry to be put away? Oh, yes, and we can't forget the crying baby. Let's back up a little here...
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