Because I have kids, sometimes people ask me for advice. Because I’m an egomaniac, I love giving advice. Here’s the problem – while I’m not a bad mom, I’m not sure I should be anyone’s example. I gathered some tips from some of the funniest moms on the web, and called it Parenting Tips: Funny Mom Edition. As Robyn from Hollow Tree Ventures said in the comments, “…if you add us all together we make a halfway decent parent.” I’ll bet if we put all of our voices in a book, it would sell really well. 

Oh, yeah! We actually did that! As you all know by now, I Just Want to Pee Alone, a humor anthology compiled by Jen of People I Want to Punch in the Throat is available on Amazon and iTunes. It’s getting great reviews, and is topping the charts in its category. This book isn’t for everyone, and my friend Meredith from The Mom of the Year said it best: “If you can garner up a little fortitude against some irreverence, I’d love for you to check it out.” Find out how to get your hands on our book HERE.

I have never claimed to be cool, and I prove how uncool I really am by changing the phrase “like a boss” to “like a mom”. I carried my almost four year old two blocks today because she didn’t want to step on any cracks. Like a mom. 

Go make one of these and share it with me!

My friends Ashley and Lisa at The Dose of Reality promised me “like a mom” was going to be the next big internet meme. So, I’m excited for that. (Twiddles thumbs. Checks phone for notifications.)

We made Chicken Fajitas for Crock Pot Thursday, and they were tasty. I especially loved the leftovers, and may or may not have eaten them cold directly out of the fridge. Thank you to The Girl Next Door Drinks and Swears for the recipe!

Sometimes I piss people off. Sometimes it’s an entire park full of moms. That’s okay, because sometimes people piss me off, too. Almost always, I’m a “You do your thing, I’ll do mine” kind of girl. Almost always, but not always always.

Yesterday we met some friends to watch our local St. Patrick’s Day parade. I was freezing my ass off, while hoards of drunk 20 somethings stumbled around in shorts. I didn’t get a picture of those girls, but I did get one of this girl.

Lily getting her Irish on.

Some of those girls were pretty boy crazy. Again, I didn’t get a picture of that, but I did get a picture of my preschooler and her second grade crush.

Her dad hasn’t seen this one yet.

I’d like to say I was never dumb enough to wear shorts in 40 something degree weather, but I think that would be a lie. Besides, back when I was dumb enough to do that, I was probably pretty warm from all of the “celebrating” I would have been doing to honor my teeny tiny bit of Irish heritage. Yesterday I wasn’t watching boys or sneaking booze. I was watching the parade and sneaking peeks at my kids. Things are different than they used to be, and different is good.