We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
So, is the fact that so many of my clothes are stained with who-knows-what a function of motherhood, or is it more a “Lizzie, the Incompetent Laundress” problem?
Honestly. Half my clothes I don’t want to wear because they have stains and half I don’t want to wear because then they might get stained. Tell me I’m not the only one. Please.






You are not the only one. I’m not sure what the solution is though. Perhaps I just need to break down and start checking for stains/pretreating my clothes every night like I try to do with my boys’ clothes. But it’s so much easier to just toss it in the laundry hamper.
I hear ya Lizzie. And I don’t even have the excuse of mother hood. I’m just messy.
Definitely not just you.
My grease stains are fewer (though not gone) now that I keep an apron on a hook in the kitchen instead of in a drawer and remember to wear it more often.
But the other ones….where do they even come from? I swear some of them appear only AFTER I’ve washed an item. Maybe our communal laundry machines are sabotaging us.
Get yourself a cute apron and get into the habit of putting it on whenever you’re in the kitchen. I swear by that making clothes last so much longer! And if you do discover grease stains, treat them with dish soap – it’s made to cut grease.
Oh my goodness! I definitely know what you mean! I treat Lydia’s clothes with spray and wash right after a blow out or any other potential staining incident, but for some reason I don’t do that with my own. I love the apron suggestions.
What I don’t understand is why now. It seems like suddenly I’ve become prone to dripping and dropping things on my clothes as if to display what I’ve eaten or cooked or whatever. Why didn’t this happen to my clothes before? Or did it? And I was just oblivious?
I have the same thing happen. I’ve kinda always been a klutz though.
I was going to say, “and, I don’t want to wear certain things because I’m afraid they WILL be stained soon.” But, you covered that too.
We are so excited! We are coming to NYC in October. We are staying at a little place in Queens but, I wanted to ask you if there are any “must see’s” for kids you would like to suggest.
Also, we would love to see you guys too at some point. (Maybe get something to eat?)
You’re not the only one, sista! I have found that having a little bucket of oxy clean + warm water solution in a bucket next to my washer is pretty handy for the times where my uh-oh is pretty obvious. If it’s really bad you’ll need to soak it overnight in the stuff anyway, so I don’t feel too bad if I don’t get around to it in a day or two.
But then you’d have sopping wet laundry to haul to the laundromat. Hmmm… not sure if that one’s gonna work so hot for ya!