When Your Child is Actually Smarter Than You

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Of course my kids think they’re smarter than me. All kids do that sort of thing to their parents. They think we’re old and out-of-touch. We kind of are. Kids don’t know enough to know that they don’t know shit yet. Their whole world exists between home, school, and their grandparents’ houses. Once they have the dynamics of those places mastered, they think that’s the total landscape of what there is to know about the world. This know-it-all attitude used to drive me crazy sometimes....

About Gina

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Gina Crosley-Corcoran - writer, doula, childbirth educator, activist, and mother of 3 littles. Used to play in a famous rock band. Now earning a Master of Public Health in Maternal Child Health.
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The Denture Adventure

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How many of you here can identify with having dentures in your thirties? I’m guessing very few of you. I assume that this post will not resonate with very many of you so it would be very easy to click the “x” and tune it out because it doesn’t apply to your life. I’m sure that’s what I would have...

Two Years Later…

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Two years ago this week, I stayed up into the wee hours of the night with my blog mistress StarryMom hastily moving my blog to a paid subscription model. I didn’t take any time at all to think about the potential fallout of that decision. I never assumed that the facebook thread announcing my decision would draw thousands of angry...

The Kids are Alright.

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For the first few years that we lived in our last rental home, we totally assumed that we were going to buy it when the time came. The landlord made it clear that he would be willing to sell it to us if we were ever interested, and though it was too small and in need of major renovations, we...

Renovating a Life in 10 Days or Less

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m4s0n501 I don’t even know where the beginning actual begins, but I’ll start with 5 pm on December 29th; the moment we closed on our new home. You may remember that we were two weeks late to close. We were on a tight schedule to begin with, but losing two entire weeks meant that we had only ONE week to...

All I Want for Christmas is a Set. Of. Keys.

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It’s Christmas time so I hope (no matter how/what you celebrate) that you’re surrounded by loved ones, drinking fun drinks, and eating yummy eats. Wherever you are, whoever you with, I hope that you don’t even have time to read this because you’re engrossed in holiday festivities. But I must write, so write I will. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I’m trying my ass...

DIY Photos on Wood: A Great Way to Class Up Your Memories

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Over the weekend, HH and I had a rare morning without the children so were able to sit down in a coffee shop and relax. HH noticed some very cool art on the walls that consisted of little more than roughly a dozen small square pictures mounted on wood. I instantly fell in love and thought to myself, “I can...

The Debbie Downers Were Right. I’m Not Closing On My House Today.

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I’m warning you: my fingers are angry. Expletives galore up in this bitch today. So many people told me not to schedule those appliance deliveries yet. They couldn’t wait to tell me the horror stories of how their closing was delayed five times or for six months. But I wanted to be positive. No, I NEEDED to be positive. Others...