"Just a Housewife..."

It seems to be coming up a lot lately. Maybe because I'm spending more time with other Stay-At-Home Moms. Maybe because I don't teach classes during the summer. But whatever the reason, my stay-at-home-ed-ness is something I wonder about. Whether I am "effective" as a housewife. Whether I "should" be at home.

Apparently, I've thought about it a lot. As I review my blogs, it seems to be a common topic. I can't even review them all here, that would be obnoxious.

So it'll be the topic for a couple days ;)

Long-time readers may remember The Carol Brady Experiment from last summer. It was an interesting experience for me, and one I still think about a lot. Here it is.

An Introduction

Laura Petrie, Parts 1 and 2

Shirley Partridge, Parts 1 and 2

Roseanne Conner, Parts 1 and 2

June Cleaver, Parts 1 and 2

Elyse Keaton, Parts 1 and 2

In Conclusion...

Look Who's Talking

Several months ago, I posted a blog listing Lily's entire vocabulary. I couldn't do that now. She knows way too many words. She just, like, talks and stuff. And she says things on a daily basis that crack me up. I usually post them on facebook. Here they are, gathered in one place. (with a bonus BRAND NEW conversation never before shared. Except the other night at the Tavern.)

Slow Mommy, Exasperated Lily

Lily: Cah ha dat?

Me: What, Lily?

Lily: *sighs* Cah. Haaaaaaaaaah dat.

Me: I'm sorry, sweetheart. What are you saying?

Lily: Dat! *points to the toy in my hand* Cah HAH dat?

Me: Oh. Yes. You may have this.

Why do I feel like the underlying message in everything she says is "You dumbass....?"

A Two-Year-Old Watches a Rock Concert (courtesy of the last scene of "School of Rock")

*smoke machine begins

Lily: It's hot.....?????

*singing and dancing continues

Lily: What are they doing???

*shots of kids with fake tattoos

Lily: Yucky!!!

*Jack Black dives off stage

Lily: Oh! Bonk.

Rock is confusing.

We Were All Thinking It

Metro-North Conductor: [Charlie Brown Teacher, incomprehensible garble.]

Lily: WHAT did you SAY???????

Passengers: [much laughter]

Thank you, folks. She'll be here all week.

Lily Orders Lunch

Lily and I are enjoying a lunch of "Hot cheese." I've always called it grilled cheese, but I kind of prefer her phrase.

The Day Mommy Ruined a Perfectly Good Graham Cracker

Lily: Snack?

Me: You may have something to eat, but not a fruit snack.

Lily: Cah hah dat?

Me: *Knowing what this means now, but not knowing what she wants* Can you have WHAT?

Lily: *sighs, takes my hand, leads me to the kitchen, points to the graham crackers* Dat! Dat! Cah-ckie?

Me: A graham cracker? *thinks. It's time for lunch, not sweets* OK. I'll tell you what. You may have a graham cracker.

Lily: Thank you!

Me: But. You're having it with peanut butter. *Lily watches with confusion as I get the peanut butter from the cupboard. Confusion turns to horror as I put the PB on the cracker.*

Lily: No! Stop it! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! NOOOOOO!!!!!!! STOP IIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!! NO THANK YOU!!!!!!!

At least she's polite about it....

My Sister and I

My sister and I are both Stay-At-Home-Moms (and freelancers). My sister and I are both Stay-At-Home-Moms (and freelancers) who get bored. And we're Stay-At-Home-Moms (and freelancers) who get bored and have, obviously, identical upbringings. We're Stay-At-Home-Moms (and freelancers) who get bored, have identical upbringings, a sometimes under-used artistic streak (because of the toddlers. I get to use mine professionally, and so does she. You know. With the freelancing) and a very silly sense of humor.

And we live very, very far away. (Greenwich, CT and Denver, CO)

So. We collaborate. From very, very far away.

Presenting our very latest creation.

Here's one we did a while ago. We think we're funny.

If you don't think we're funny, well, that's OK. But you could come up with other ways to entertain us. It's important.

On Baking A Pie

I haven't had much time to post lately. I'm working on a fairly intense blog project, and there will be plenty to read in August, I promise. In the meantime...

You know when you sit down to watch a brand new episode of your very favorite sitcom, and it turns out to be one of those shows where they walk down memory lane and just show clips from old shows...?

Well, here comes a series of blogs like that.

I will, at least, relate them to things that are happening in my life.

This past weekend, for example, I made a pie. This is a big deal. You can read about why here.

And here. Maybe someday I'll post the magic recipe. But for now, I'm just going to bask in my glory and eat the very last piece of pie.