Friday Snacks {1.30.15}

January 30, 2015



Five Links To Read

Why It’s A Problem Writers Don’t Talk About Where Their Money Comes From + 12 Brutally Honest 30th Birthday Cards + Why Everyone Is Going Wild Over This Clip Of Women Working Out + All My Issues With Goodnight Moon + 11 Things Empty Nesters Want Parents Of Little Kids To Know


Two Galentine’s Things To Love

February starts on Sunday, which can only mean one very important thing:

galentines day

What’s Galentine’s Day? Oh, it’s only the best day of the year. Ladies celebrating ladies.
Uteruses before duderuses! But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Every year on February 13th, Leslie Knope fans gather together with their girlfriends to celebrate friendship and eat all of the things. Even if you don’t watch Parks & Rec, it’s a great holiday to adopt just for the sake of chocolate covered fruit.

This year, I’m throwing myself head first into the festivities with a party because celebrating friends is one of my very favorite things to do.

First I ordered these cards from Carly Reed designs.


Followed by these magnets and pins from Turtle’s Soup. They are really cracking me up. IMG_3322

Let’s celebrate together this year.

More Galentine’s things to come. Stay tuned, ladies.



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One Truth For The Week



Happy Friday


Thank you to everyone who shared Internet gems. You make Fridays better.

Dear Friend (Letter To Moms Of Toddlers)

January 29, 2015


Hello Mamas. I come in peace.

No judgements. No agenda. No advice on potty training or vaccinating or how to get your toddler to stop peeing in the house plants.

I know just as little as you do, which has actually ended up being quite revealing. You can read all about it in my new book, “Honestly, You Just Wait It Out.”

Because that’s what you do. You wait and wait and wait, and then one day they stop throwing peanut butter sandwiches on the kitchen floor and your google searches on child personality disorders seem a bit dramatic.

It is so startling when your precious, newborn baby suddenly becomes a toddler. It sneaks up on you at first; a small tantrum in the Target parking lot, minor hysteria over the inconsistency of socks. Then all of a sudden they are pointing their finger, stomping their feet, and throwing all their raisins into the toilet. Sometimes I feel like, who invited this guy to the party? I am not cleaning up after this guy.

I know there is a lot of great stuff out there about how you’re supposed to carpe diem or not carpe diem or how we’re supposed to stop yelling or cut ourselves a break.

Here is what I want to say to you today:

1) It gets better. Those nuggets eventually do grow up enough to communicate that they do or do not want the red crayon. One day you will wake up and realize you can have a whole conversation and maybe even clean the kitchen without someone standing in the dishwasher. And restaurants? Let me tell you about restaurants. Suddenly going out to eat becomes less like crying in the parking lot and more like eating your chicken sandwich with two hands. I cannot overemphasize this small and important joy.

2) It gets worse. Oh, did you think parenting was going to get easier? Wishing away the toddler years is easy when you’re getting kicked in the mouth during diaper changes. The thing is, every stage of parenthood has its pros and cons. I have learned the hard way that you will never enjoy parenting if you are always wishing they were older. Kids will forever and always be annoying. It just appears in different forms. If you’re feeling despondent, remember the restaurant thing.

3) Friends help. Are you so tired of hearing how it takes a village? I remember thinking, “A village sounds great, but I’m too tired to make small talk about The Bachelor.” Honey these are the golden years, but you will drown without help. Single moms, married moms, working moms, stay at home moms–everyone needs a buddy who says, “This is normal” or “Yes, me too” or “You get the wine, I’ll bring the pizza.” Suffer through the small talk to find your mom soul mate. She is out there. Just a girl, standing in front of another girl, asking for a babysitting swap.

And finally, if you are wondering if your two-year-old will ever stop pooping in his underwear, the answer is yes. Definitely yes.

Honestly. You just wait it out.

Keep on keeping on.