What Not To Wear

Or maybe I should have titled this post, What I Will Be Wearing in About 30 Years. Both options are incredibly gripping, I know.

I am guest posting at Laura's Better in Bulk site today.

Talking about this girl:

(This is a picture of my younger sister, Gianna, and me, many, many years ago.)

And how we will be wearing either this:


or this:


in about 30 years.

These are important issues on a Friday.

I hope you'll join me.

It is only a click away.

-Francesca

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I'd Rather Stay Home

I have a number of friends and family members who travel during the summer. And, as I catch up with different people on the phone or in person, the inevitable question arises: “What are you doing? Are you planning to go anywhere with the kids?” My response is always the same, “We’re just sticking close to home this summer. Vacationing with our kids is a ton of fun, but we thought we’d do something different this year and enroll them in a few local activities.”

In other words, I lie.

How we define a vacation has changed drastically for my husband and me since we had kids. The lovely trips from our past, where vacations were spent reclining on a beach with a drink in one hand and a book in another are no more. Instead, these delightful visions have been replaced with the realities of what it means to be adequately prepared and flexible during a trip with two young toddlers...

To read the rest of my adventure with my young two-some and the security gate at the San Francisco Airport, head over to Laura's blog at Under the Sheets-shhh. She is currently visiting her family in Toronto and asked me to write about a post about travel.

I chose to explain why I no longer fly with my kids.

-Francesca

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The Top 10 Things I Said (Today) That My Kid Ignored

Over time, I have come to appreciate that there are two types of people in blogland: bloggers and writers. I am a blogger. We are a fun loving bunch of people who usually fill their posts with pictures and can (hopefully) make you laugh. The latter group, the writers, are a different breed entirely. Their posts move you with simply their words; the true talent that they have is apparent throughout their blog.

CK from Bad Mommy Moments is definitely one of the writers that I am describing. I was referred to CK's site initially by the fabulous Kathy B! from the world according to me. Kathy showed me that there is very good reason to be smitten with CK's writing....

The Top 10 Things I Said (Today) That My Kid Ignored

10 - USE THE BATHROOM BEFORE WE LEAVE. You don’t have to? Right. We all know you like to explore uncharted public toilets. But all they have at the Farmers' Market are those stank portaJons. And don't even think about squatting behind a tree. There will be no emergency-in-the-buff around the produce, got it?

9 - SHUT UP. I'd say it out loud if I thought you'd hear me over your crap kid "music" and screaming in the backseat.

8 - GET BACK HERE: This place is packed and I want you close. Excuse me? The correct answer is, “I’m sorry, Mama. I won’t run off again.” NOT, “But I saw Cinderella by the peaches.”


Okay, Okay. I’m sorry. You’re right. There is a little girl by the peaches wearing a Cinderella dress. No, you may not wear yours next week. We don’t wear costumes in public and…WAIT!

7 - DON’T YOU DARE TELL THAT LITTLE GIRL SHE’S NOT ALLOWED TO DRESS LIKE CINDERELLA IN PUBLIC! Sh*t...

6 - YOU NEED TO APOLOGIZE: Not me. You. Fine. I’m sorry I said a bad word. Now you apologize. To the little girl. Not the back of my leg.

5 - WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING. Seriously, do you use your eyes? Are you sure? Because you just climbed into a stroller that didn’t look like ours. And it had a dog in it.

4 - STOP WHINING: 1) We're not going home because you're embarrassed. 2) You're not hot; it's 75 in the shade. 3) I don't believe for a second that you really have to go. Well, the portaJon's right over there. No? Then squeeze, baby. Squeeze.

3 - DON’T EAT THAT! I know it’s a free sample. I know you can decide for yourself and…you know what? Fine. Go ahead. Just stop whining. Taste good? No? Well, if you let me finish I would've told you it was a sample of soap.

2 - SHUT UP. Some day I'll say it out loud. For now I'll just scream it in my head to the tune of that crap kids’ “music” I can't stop tapping my fingers to.

1 - IT’S NOT A RACE. I've got bags, your sister and the stroller. Of course you beat me to the house. You shouldn’t be running up the stairs in the first place. Unless you’re going to bed. If that’s the case, on your mark, get set…

-CK