A loud cry shatters the relative peace and quiet of our home. Running footsteps, swooping arms and then a deep male voice that coos loudly, “Oh no, is Papa’s widdle tiny babywaby blue? Is she blue? Oh no, she is blue. Blue blue blue. Papa’s gonna take care of you right away.” This incredibly fast […]
Parents Just Don’t Understand
We’re back bitches! It’s us, the Nomad Kids. We gave mom a whole week to herself and a stack of To Do’s, but it looks like she wasted it on booze and the f’book. What the hell, mom? Anywho, we’ve been home for a few hours and mom is already really annoying us. We swear, […]
Oops, There’s My Boob
When I had my first child, one of my husband’s colleagues was the first to visit us in the hospital. And wouldn’t you know it, he showed up right at feeding time. As did the next visitor and the one after that. In fact, every visitor that came in the first month or so came […]
Oops I Did It Again: A story of parenting the second time around
You know you are a blogger when you are lying in bed with a child suckling at your breast and a case of sleep deprivation so severe that you no longer remember your own name…and you are jotting down notes on a piece of paper for the book you HAVE to write. Yep, that happened […]
Teach them all to fish already!
We’ve been trying something new over at the Nomad House for the past couple of weeks. When the kids ask for something, the nearest capable person is responsible for responding. Mind-boggling, I know. It is all part of my plan to teach them all to fish. And by fish, I mean being able to take […]
Off-Limits Toddler Halloween Costumes
Yesterday Nomad Papa asked me if we were going to go trick or treating. He was concerned that we hadn’t bought the girls a costume. Let me repeat that, he was concerned that our children, who spend more of their lives in a ballgown than jeans, did not have anything appropriate to wear for halloween. […]
The lost hours
Tonight I was trying to find a video for the kids to watch on the computer. I opened up my browser and from the across the room my four year old yelled “Hey, that’s google!” Now we are an admittedly techy household with gadgets galore, but we have not put any effort into explaining the […]
The Lunchbox Mafia
My 4 year old started school this month. I did not get overly worked up about sending her off. I made a big deal about it to her, but I honestly just expected it to be more of the same old, same old. Boy was I wrong. She’s two weeks in and can already write […]