Can a Midget Fit in a Backpack?


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Boys, Children, Humor | Posted on 19-09-2014

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Thanks to my nine-year-old and his inquisitive mind, there are so many questions. Thank goodness for Google.

As a result, we learn something new every day. Sometimes every minute.

  • Can a midget fit in a backpack?
  • Do fish drink water?
  • How big is the earth?

Question #1. I already knew the answer to the first question. It depends how big your backpack is. Maybe one of those backpacking-across-Europe backpacks. But let’s check wording, because it’s not OK to say midget anymore. Check out this link for more information on appropriate terminology.

Question #2. I have no idea. According to our search, only saltwater fish drink water. Freshwater fish get their water through osmosis: the gills, skin, and stomach. More information on fish and hydration can be found here.

Question #3. Really big. But, check this out. The Sun is waaaay bigger. We learned that you can fit more than one million Earths inside the Sun. The precise number according to this article is 1,300,000.

Keep those questions coming, young man!


Days Like This


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Childrearing, Children, Communication, Connections, Conversations, Mothering, Parenting | Posted on 17-09-2014

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As a parent, I have learned am learning that it’s not my job to make everything all sunshiny and happy for my children. Because–gasp!–in day-to-day life, not everything is all sunshiny and happy. We learn from bad days, dealing with tough situations and mean people, heartbreak, disappointment, and feeling overwhelmed.

I read an article, Top Mom Stresses and How to Relieve Them, in Family Circle and a mother commented, “My trick is to have compassion for my kids. I remind myself they are little people who have rotten days and bad moods just like I do.”

Yes! In fact, this is what I heard the first week of school:

1st day: “I love school!”
2nd day: “School is so fun!”
3rd day: “School sucks shit.”

So instead of, Let me fix it for you and make it better.

I tried to be a good listener (not a fixer) and was like Aw. I’m sorry to hear you had a sucky day. Tell me about it.

I listened. We talked. And I could relate. Maybe he learned more about how to handle bad days. And maybe I learned more about parenting.

There will be days like this.


I Was a Clown


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Humor, Life Lessons | Posted on 15-09-2014

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Don’t be scared, y’all. In college, I had a job as a clown.

I was hired by a party-planning-and-events company to make children laugh. And sometimes cry and hide behind their mothers.

For $50 per party, I donned full-clown make-up with a big, red, oversized smile. A wig. And a puffy clown outfit with big shoes, which made it hard to drive. Add the 20 helium-filled balloons shoved in the back of my Sentra, and I was instant clown car. Bam!

My job description was to show up at the party–in a back yard, living room, or park–deliver the balloons, give my birthday salutations in the form of a memorized “clown poem,” and maybe do a little jig. Half an hour of pure delight. Or creepiness. No balloon animal-making or magic tricks required. Just me, my jumbo smile and jumbo shoes, and balloons that went every which way.

I never did put “clown” on my resume, no need to really. Because in that job, I learned some life lessons that I still put into practice today:

  1. Underneath the make-up, you are still you. So, be yourself.
  2. It’s OK to be silly.
  3. Comfortable shoes. Always.

Now that I have children of my own, my inner clown comes out pretty regularly. Especially during breakfast, when eating ice cream, and taking selfies.

Running on Empty


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Attitude, Relationships | Posted on 12-09-2014

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I’m a believer of glass-half-full thinking. You know, trying to stay positive and framing things in the best light. Because life is full of awesomeness!

I am exhausted. Instead: Wow, I got so much done today!

Ugh, I gained two pounds this weekend. Instead: Dang, those nachos and pie were tasty!

But sometimes, my life gets a little too full for me to handle and I get overwhelmed and overextended. Back-to-school, work deadlines, activities. As I was driving to pick up my son from football practice, I noticed the gas tank was on empty. Yikes! Literally and figuratively, I was running on empty.

You should have filled up earlier. Yeah, duh.

When my husband came home, he didn’t judge. He offered to take my car to fill it up for me. Because he’s nice like that and he knew that I needed help.

Sometimes my life is so full that it runneth over my glass. And sometimes my glass and gas tank get empty. That’s when I know that I need to reach out for help to fill things back up.

Not Sponge Worthy


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Cleaning, Housecleaning, Humor | Posted on 08-09-2014

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You know how it takes a village to raise a child? Sometimes, it takes a village to clean a shower.

Or a pressure washer.

Layers and layers of soap scum had built up in the shower. Because, keeping yourself clean is apparently a dirty job.

After some hard core scrubbing with a sponge, we realized that this was a job for Superman. The pressure washer.

Brilliant! Pressure washer companies should totally market this. Not just for cleaning mossy driveways and mildewy lawn furniture! It can also tackle your shower!

No sponge necessary.

We Are Gonna Be Friends


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Encouragement, Mothering, Parenting, School | Posted on 02-09-2014

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Back to school is here! Excitement! Anticipation! And some sadness.

New friends, new teachers, new things to learn, new experiences, new stories.

New locker combinations, new school supplies, new shoes.

I gave each of my three kids an extra hug and squeeze this morning. And sent them on their way.

And then, I cried a little when I went back inside and cranked up this song. Happy tears. And a few sad ones too. Because. Letting go.


Peachy Keen


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Food, Fruit, Fun | Posted on 28-08-2014

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My daughter and I went peach picking. And we bought like 40 lbs. of peaches.

So for the past two weeks, it’s been pretty much peach everything. Just like Bubba said. But instead of shrimp, peaches.

“Shrimp is the fruit of the sea. You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, saute it. There’s, um, shrimp kababs, shrimp creole, shrimp gumbo, pan fried, deep fried, stir-fried. There’s pineapple shrimp and lemon shrimp, coconut shrimp, pepper shrimp, shrimp soup, shrimp stew, shrimp salad, shrimp and potatoes, shrimp burger, shrimp sandwich…That, that’s about it.”

To me, peaches are summer. Biting into a fresh peach–especially one I’ve just picked from the tree, one that has been warmed by the sun–and have that juice drip down my chin and get my shirt all stained? Yep, that’s about it.

The Girl Who Danced


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Advice, Attitude, Life Lessons | Posted on 26-08-2014

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A New Orleans-style jazz band at the fair had the crowd mesmerized.

Especially a six-year-old girl, wearing a red-and-white-polka-dot dress. And matching ribbons in her pony tails. She was dancing and laughing and twirling, in the middle of the crowd.

Along with her ribbons, she wore darkened glasses and had a cane. She was blind.

But she didn’t let that bother her.

Seeing her dance with such joy, made me see the fair with even more vibrancy that evening.

The chocolate-brown eyes of the goat. The rainbow quilt. The glowing wheel.

I’ll always remember the girl at the fair, who danced and laughed and twirled. The girl who taught me so much.

Got Soap?


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Childrearing, Children, Mothers and Daughters, Parenting | Posted on 24-08-2014

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As a parent, do I need to teach my children how to do everything?


Take personal hygiene. I thought all those years of washing babies, then toddlers, then little children in the tub would prepare them for self-washing.

It didn’t.

Yeah, rubbing soap on your belly doesn’t clean your arm pits. And washing your hair with conditioner, doesn’t clean your hair. It just makes it soft. And putting shaving cream all over your body just wastes the shaving cream.

Conditioning shampoo. Nourishing conditioner. Tricky wording. For awhile there, my son had the softest, but dirtiest hair in town.

We have since found the 2-in-1 and even the 3-in-1. Genius, really. No parenting required.

Vegetables are Dangerous


Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Humor | Posted on 17-08-2014

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It’s a good thing I can’t grow vegetables. Because they’re dangerous. Proceed with caution.

The other day, I was chewing on a carrot. When, all of a sudden, the carrot split in multiple pieces and I started choking.

And then, not too long ago, same thing, but with celery. Those slippery little suckers, with their strings that get caught in your throat. Total choking hazard.

I tried to grow vegetables. My husband even built me a special raised garden with a rabbit-proof fence. We brought in soil. We tilled the soil. We planted. We fertilized.

And then I took over the tending of the vegetable plants.

I bought extra chicken manure. The more manure, the merrier. Right?


I killed every one of those plants. It was too much nitrogen. But it’s a good thing. Because danger was growing.

For the record, I have never ever choked on a cupcake.

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