Five Reasons I Will Miss Winter

We are always running late! Maybe if I take a video of all of us in the morning, send it to the principal, she’ll see the struggle, take pity on me, and consider erasing those tardies from the report card?

Between the knots in the girls’ hair( what the hell happens between bedtime and morning? It’s like squirrels have a party in their hair! ) the crying fits of the little one, and the high maintenance demands at breakfast ( can I have one glass of juice diluted with water, one plain glass of water, pancakes with syrup on the side, syrup on top, and one with no syrup at all, just fresh fruit …I mean I hate to complain about that one, but come on… I’m just trying to get all three out of the house… and on time to school.


God forbid I let my daughter walk to school in this day and age.. never know who is lurking in a shadowy corner ready to snatch her up in a suspicious looking white van ! Oh wait, we had that same story circulating in town back when I was a kid… and I did walk to school, and it was a long walk! Hmmm….maybe I’ll reconsider?

In any case, this morning was no exception, the typical flurry of missing shoes and lost blankets ( so imperative for that long 1 minute trip to school!) and I realized we were going to be late again if we didn’t leave at that very second … then I saw what I was wearing … my pajamas, gross shirt, no bra… and my hair, well that always looks terrible in the morning…How many busy moms out there run into a friend outside the Mom life routine and they’re like “Wow, you look amazing? What have you done with yourself?

And your like racking your brain for what you could have possibly done differently… oh right…

“Um, I took a shower….”

Oh the life of a busy mommy…

As I was sprinting out the door, screaming toddler in my arms, I realized that I was actually going to miss the cold, comforting routine of winter.

“Are you crazy?” I can hear the disbelief in your thoughts as well as mine…but let me tell you why…here are my five reasons I will miss winter.


1 Big Puffy Jacket –  Oh what hides beneath the dark, forgiving, comfy winter coat. Need I say more?

Woman all dressed in fur.

2 Tall Winter Boots- It’s such a simple look to pull off in the winter… leggings or joggers and boots…no sock issues – they can be high, short, mismatched, or no socks at all.

No need to worry about that patch of stubble on your ankle that you missed.

No need to be concerned about being fashionable! Who is thinking about that when you are freezing!

3 No fighting with kids about what to wear?

“Can I wear shorts?” They beg when the weather is questionable.

“I don’t need a jacket!” Yes you do. I don’t feel like getting another email from a teacher about this issue.

“I was so hot today at school mom! Or I was so cold today at school.” “You never tell me the right thing to wear!”

“Sigh…” mom hangs her head in shame beating herself up for her outfit choice mistakes…JUST KIDDING… I’m nothing like that- I’m more of a “Quit your complaining and move on kid” kind of a mom. But it is annoying having to hear it.

The changing of the season just adds an element of uncertainty and extra steps that I don’t have time for!

4 Red wine and baking

There is nothing more comforting than sipping a full bodied red, warm cinnamon and chocolate wafting through the air ( whatever it is I’m baking at the time) and not caring about the calories… Bathing suit and bothersome body worries buried far below the cozy forgiving sweaters….


5 Control of my kids

When it’s cold out, everyone is happy to stay inside, all together, and I know where everyone is…the kids rush to the warmth of the car after school or their activities,  content to mostly be home. I can get things done, keep my house relatively clean, and have a little down time… but when the sun is out, they are ladies of the land… always wanting to be outside, play after school, running out the door, leaving a wailing Lexi behind, doors open, bugs flying in, coming in/coming out – leaving a trail of dirt and mud wherever they go. They want to ride bikes, scooters, go to the park… which is great ! Truly … it’s just I have to take them and it’s just more stuff to do. I know, I know – kids need to get out and get off their IPads ! You’re like stop whining and just take your damn kids to the park! I get it.

I’m just being honest here.

So there it is… I will miss you winter. Time to diet, get out the bug spray, work on my outside screaming voice, shave, and start wearing a bra to pickup!

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Snack less

Gather the horses, sharpen the swords, get all your man power together to guard the castle door.  Hold it strong and steady— I am starting to wage a war against the SUGAR MONSTERS and other offenders like the SALT SNATCHERS.

I am a chocolate donut monster!

This mom is sugared out, chocolate out, and frosted out…the circuits in her brain are firing as fast as firecrackers… “marshmallows, oreos, sprinkles, cookies, treats…”

Its been bad, Ari has been talking in her sleep saying “I want chocolate,” and waking up saying M&M’s.  Gia wants a donut practically every time we leave the house, my closet is jam packed with junk, and my car is so crunchy with crackers, the bugs have been salivating at the idea of getting in!

Ok, that was gross. But seriously, I don’t know how it’s gotten to this.  I used to be the healthiest person.  I was a Health Science major in college, I taught spinning classes, and I used to annoy the hell out of friends and family by talking about food and nutrition.

Sweets, sweets, sweets!

I think it started when I began going to play dates and I saw all of this junk food in people’s houses.  I remember this one mom who fed her daughter a chocolate frosted donut for breakfast.  Other moms had closets full of cookies and sugar cereals…their kids seemed fine, and I slowly slipped away from my strict dietary rules (I just had one child at the time as well). Month by month, I slacked more and more and found it easier to just say “yes” rather than deal with the howling.

Get out the violins…oh sorry story, poor Jill, swept under the sea of sugar and never battled the waves of whipped cream! So here we are, my kids are 4 and 2 and I need to fix this.  Snacky nanny 911 to the rescue!

One other embarrassing secret I need to admit.  I am struggling with the snacks as well…oh wait, that’s no secret! I write about this all of the time…I think I have eaten the past…um, really embarrassed about this, like twenty…thousand bags of goldfish and of course Cheez its.  I always buy them for the kids and end up on the couch with my wine, munching away!  I am such a cliché! Doesn’t every health and fitness magazine say, don’t eat on the couch, in the dark, mindlessly watching TV or when you’re tired and stressed.

Ok, so it’s me and the girls starting fresh, and trying to get better at eating better, like less snacks, more meals…I will be brainstorming ideas to get us on the path less traveled by Mr. Goldfish, Mrs. Donut, and Ms. Cookie. Stay tuned for my weekly report of snack less, smile more…and please no judgment people, I am a work in progress. Not striving for perfection here, like last week when I endured the MOST HELLISH trip to the pediatrician’s office with my little one who screamed and thrashed like a scene from my bloody Valentine…we got a donut after and I had a BIG GLASS(s) of wine.

Sprinkles, sprinkles, sprinkles!

Screw the strawberries, gimme the wine

I posted a few hours ago on my Facebook fan page that I was having strawberries instead of the glass of wine I so badly needed  wanted.  Oops- badly isn’t a word!  I had this kooky English teacher in middle school, a bubbly, ditzy, blond with super thick glasses and I remember her chanting “I feel bad, not badly, I feel bad, not badly,I feel bad, not badly” for the entire period while she furiously demonstrated this with her hands.  Can you imagine? An entire period of this and they wonder why American children have poor grammar skills…

As I was saying, I was not exactly enjoying these strawberries, so screw that, I needed something else that was red and much more effective at soothing my frazzled nerves.

Today seemed endless.  Our one outing (gymnastics class) of the day was canceled, which at first was fine with me…perhaps the two weeks of space between the class will calm the flames of embarrassment.  Last week during a typical “shaky eggs,” toddler song and dance, I was completely lost in thought.  I was listening and following the instructor’s moves so well that I was up on my feet and doing a “jump up with your eggs” when I noticed that I was the only one doing this! Arianna ran away from the group and was hanging on the bar, the other kids were lost in space, and the parents were just standing around talking.  I guess I was just so happy to be listening to a teacher and not doing the teaching, I got caught up in the moment.

Anyways, the day has been trying to say the least.  I thought it would be a good idea to make green treats (will post on future blog) for everyone….the preschool class, the two play dates I have, a few friends, and for a St. Patty’s Day Party- seriously, what is wrong with me? Why can’t I relax! Perhaps I should switch to decaf like a friend once suggested to me.  A few years ago, we met for a walk with our babies…I rambled on a mile a minute and when our walk was done and she had already gone (or is it went– Mom- I can never remember this!) back in her house, I kept going round and round the block, red faced, huffing and puffing, but I just had so much energy to burn and a lot on my mind (This is actually me every day, unless pharmacologically driven to my bed, either that or I am majorly hung over, and let’s face it, I’m not in my twenties anymore and I have two energizer bunny children so that doesn’t happen very often!

After many laps around the block, and probably a full hour later, she came out and saw me waving frantically to her, “Hey, Amanda, ready for another lap? Later that week, she confronted me and said, “Girl, you have got to switch to decaf!”

So between the cookie creating, and the high pitched background noise (aka my singing daughter), and this month’s song obsession, and by obsession, I mean from morning till night- non-stop singing of the song from My Little Pony “Hey, hey everybody, we’re here to shout what the magic of friendship is all about,” as well as the fact that the girls were fighting so much today that it felt like amateur boxing day here without any breaks between rounds.


Then we started painting murals, then stopped, then started, then stopped, something always catching there eye mid stroke to go and do….it truly is bizarre, one minute they’re painting and the next minute their hiding from me- behind the couch, behind the curtain, in their tent, under blankets, and how can we forget the dryer. Remember that post-Hiding Out

Can’t see me!

“Why do you hide from me G?” I ask, truly perplexed.

“Because I really want to be funny, like more funny than ever.”

I think as soon as she can write, she can take over this blog.