Our Second Annual Christmas Pajama Unboxing
That’s right, you guys, tis the season for PJs with polar bears and plaid! We’ve been doing a Christmas pajama unboxing with our family every … Read more
That’s right, you guys, tis the season for PJs with polar bears and plaid! We’ve been doing a Christmas pajama unboxing with our family every … Read more
I’m a BIG proponent of delegation, to the point that several conferences have invited me to speak on the subject. I’m even writing a course about it! My lovely assistant comes to my house to help with studio tasks in-person each week while remote consultants wrap up the digital stuff I need done. It’s wonderful. In business, however, there are fairly clear-cut lines between what a manager should do and what someone else should take care of. Delegating domestic stuff is a whole other ball game, especially during this festive season of crafts and gifts and baubles and bows!
People often ask how we keep the kids occupied on plane trips or infinite-seeming stretches of road. I do have a magic trick up my sleeve, but it isn’t any big secret or surprise. Tablets. We hand the kids tablets. These long travel stretches are the one time they’re given total, unbridled (parental pre-screened) access to all the apps and videos their little hearts could desire.
We just had our last baby’s first birthday cake smash! I feel like QUITE the pro at this now, having celebrated four first birthdays with my four little boys within a span of six years.
When I was a kid, my mom was so OCD about Christmas decorations that she’d actually re-decorate the tree after we got done decorating it as a family. We’d go to bed with a Charlie Brown-esque tree situation and magically wake up to a Martha Stewart magazine-worthy layout.
I’ve been trying to read this Year of Yes book, and I just can’t get on board with it at all. I was chatting with a friend over coffee the other day, talking about how it’s easy to get bombarded with life, become completely overwhelmed and burn out. Like many parents, my phone is a persistent nightmare zone of requests from school, church, our community groups and work. If I said yes to everything, I would lose my dang mind!
This kid. He loves story time, but his version isn’t quite as subdued as I’d like. When he asks for a bedtime story, I have visions of us snuggling up together, pointing out the characters and discussing the objects on the pages. In reality, he dances circles around the room and acts out the various scenes while I run a loud monologue over the various sound effects created by him and his three brothers.
Dealing with smells caused by diapers and laundry from four boys all born in 5 years is NO JOKE.
Nate and I are planning a 2018 trip to Africa, which I believe is how I first got sucked into the story of an orphaned baby elephant in Botswana. “Research!” I explained as I pulled up the Naledi documentary on Netflix. “We should know about the wildlife where we’re going.”
We’re still working on our outdoor laundry room, and I can’t WAIT to unveil the final project and share how we made it happen from start-to-finish. In the meantime, we’ve received a few questions about top-loaders versus front-loaders. So let’s get technical, shall we?