Category Archives: Elfie

Puerto Vallarta Vacation: The Good, The Bad, and The TSA Agent

Boy riding floating blue seal raft in swimming pool

So we’re back from Mexico. We failed to get pictures of us swimming with dolphins, ate one of the best meals of our lives, and almost got in a fist fight with a TSA agent. Just your typical spring break… A little background: Tenzin, my husband, and I made the monumentally bad decision to purchase…

When Barbie Looks Fat and Frumpy, You Know We’re in Trouble

monster-high-dolls

I was in Target today, just cruising because I’d hit one of those dead-time points in the day when you can’t go home but it’s too early to pick up the kids, and I found myself in the toy section (for reasons I myself still can’t understand). Anyway, I was checking out the Monster High…

Kids Know Awards for Everyone are Stupid. Because They’re not Stupid.

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The kids turned in their science fair projects last week. Neither of them made it to “the big show,” but that wasn’t a huge surprise. They’ve historically driven me nuts by procrastinating for two months, deciding last minute that they want to do a “great job,” and then getting angry because they didn’t get chosen. I…

Science Fair Projects Kids Can Do Themselves. Sort Of. Or Not.

Global Warming Science Project

Our kids go to a Montessori school. In theory, that means Newt and Elfie are supposed to be learning to fend for themselves. I know that sounds ridiculous since the point of raising children is to make sure they can be contributing members of society when you kick them out of the house, but apparently…

How to Teach Kids about Sex: Go See Les Mis and Leave the Kids with Dad

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I went and saw Les Miserables with a girlfriend the other night. It was an amazing movie, but for some reason, I still feel like I could just nitpick it to pieces. I’m starting to think this could be my calling — professional life nitpicker. Too bad I can’t get someone to pay me for that……

When Good Nurses Go Bad — How Not to Give a Shot

Tammy and Elfie -- 2008

I saw this picture in our local paper yesterday. I laughed it off, but think I may have had a bit of a PTSD panic attack. My guess is that this lady either watched Psycho or took some sort of anger management/pumpkin carving class right before she came to work. When Elfie was 4-years-old, I…

Guilt 101, Brought to You by the 8-year-old

Elfie's Guilty-the-Mommy Note

So last night, my husband, Tenzin, and I went out to dinner. Grown-up dinner with friends. And a play. We basically have no social life, so this was a big deal for us. For better or worse (most likely worse — we’ll see in a few years when I get a call from their therapists),…

Facing Down Buses, and Other Ill-Advised Stuff We do for Our Kids

Mom and Elfie on the lift

So this is why I’m insane. Actually, make that part of why I’m insane. Telling the whole story would take way too long. Yesterday I went skiing with the family and some friends. It was lovely — warmish, mostly rock-free, and not very crowded (most of the Californians were already sitting in traffic on their…

Eating Big, Playing Hard, and Shopping Small

Elfie's bright new snow gear

Well, we’ve survived Thanksgiving weekend (so far). I’m not calling it a complete success until we get everybody out of bed and off to school Monday morning after nine late nights and Wii-filled days. Here are a few highlights from the last few days… •I finally put a crowbar in it and got Elfie some new…

Some Small Moments in the Great Outdoors

girl on swing

My kids drive me crazy for so many reasons, but one of my major beefs is how they’ll fight me about going outside and then become horribly devastated when it’s time to come in. Yesterday, we walked (the kids rode their bikes) to the field by our house. It’s not far, but because we live…