Author: Caroline

Rotted our brains a little for mid-winter break… Paul has yet to learn about winning graciously.

At afterschool pickup, I asked the kids if they noticed anything different. Nope, they both said, you look the same. Really, guys? Nothing?? I do this once a year. It’s a event for me, anyway.

New special ex at the Gates Foundation visitor’s center about motherhood. Because even if you haven’t personally given birth, someone gave birth to you. It’s on view through Dec. 30, and the price is right (admission is free). Here’s my story for ParentMap.

Snowflakes and cherry blossoms this morning.

My Valentines.

Are my children even Asian?? Paul sees dinner and cries, “But they have faces!” Say you have kids without saying you have kids… Paul’s windowsill science project is surprisingly still hanging on. It even produced two of these tiniest pea pods. Where have all the eggs gone? They’re all in my fridge. If you told…

Goodbye, Ford Escape… Twelve years’ worth of Goldfish crumbs in that backseat! Hello, new car! Thrilled to have a trunk again for the first time since 2006.

Booked a cheap room and took a mother-son trip to Great Wolf. Two days of waterslides, $25 a person! Fun on a budget.

Most of the time I run an autocratic dictatorship, but once in a blue moon, I get to shake things up and be the fun mom. We threw homework routines and bedtime out the window and spent two hours at a new arcade, on a school night! Topped it off with greasy pizza and fries…

Realized that my children have never had pork floss and congee before and finally fixed that mom fail. Paul noticed, “It looks like it tastes bad, but it tastes good.”