Small Shop Spotlight: A Beautiful RAWR

What exactly is A Beautiful RAWR? A catchy name or a silly expression? Quite the opposite actually. A Beautiful RAWR is a Real Amazing Woman Representing. That’s you and I friend, and the beautiful creator and owner Linh, wants all of us to know that. 

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I Confess… I Feel Better When I Hear You Fuss

“STOP. Didn’t I tell you to stop? Do you want to go back inside?”

Get off the grass. You know there’s dog poop on there. Get OFF the grass!!

Leave your sister alone. PLEASE. Don’t touch her.

“You’re just not listening. That’s it, we’re done out here. We are DONE.”

*** insert crocodile tears***

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Vacation Rewind Part 3: Disney’s Hollywood Studios

After conquering the Magic Kingdom and Gatorland, we rounded out our trip with a visit to Disney’s Hollywood Studios.

We were snowed on at the end of the Frozen Sing-A-Long, invited to be guests at the Beast’s castle and were temporarily part of Ariel’s world. I shrieked with both fear and delight on the Tower of Terror and quite possibly shed a happy tear when Doc McStuffins gave Alex a kiss, and my little sweetie hugged her so tight I thought she’d never let go. ❤️

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Vacation Rewind Part 1: The Magic Kingdom

A few weeks ago my family and I enjoyed a wonderful vacation in Orlando, Florida. Our first stop was Disney World’s Magic Kingdom and we had a fantastic time!! Alex was thrilled, Lily was in awe, Kevin was father of the year, and I may have been the most excited one of all. 😄

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Grace For the Guilty Mom

 

I’m sharing a guest piece on mom guilt over at Mom of 11 Kids today! 

Thanks so much for reading!!

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I still remember that day vividly. It was a couple months ago and I was packing for a work conference and feeling stressed. You, like mommy, woke up a ‘grumpadump’ as we like to call it, and nothing, I mean nothing would please you. Finally I hit my limit, and the next time you whined I let out a roar. A crazy, loud, harsh, and devastating roar. You burst into tears because mommy had lost it, and I burst into tears because in that moment I had failed you as parent. The rest of the day I was silent, reflective, and wracked with guilt. The following day the guilt lingered, and on to the next day and for days and weeks to come. By this time the guilt had shifted away from that particular incident, and onto a myriad of other moments of my perceived failure.

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