A RoundUp, Sleep Failures, & Way Too Much Theatre.

Happy Wednesday, friends! Well, over here in wonderland-tastic Chicago, we’ve swapped eyeball-freezing snow drifts for…foggy, drizzly mud puddles! (…Yaaaaaaay.) So here’s what you might’ve missed while out and about enjoying our schizophrenic weather patterns. (Or whatever it is you people do who live in temperate, coherent climes.) Things I Wrote While Weeping Out The Window: Sometimes, occasionally, we do not sleep. Here is why. Over the weekend? I loved on some Netflix. And science! (Do not adjust your computer screens, {Read More}

The Zen Swaddle Gave Us All A Full Night’s Sleep.

Friends with extremely smallish children, you are about to LOVE this little tidbit o’ sleep-through-the-night knowledge I’m about to extol, courtesy of The Nested Bean. I have found a miraculous new sleep aid, called the Zen Swaddle. And- I cannot stress this enough- I am NOT being paid to say this. Nope. I was given one of these swaddles to try out and then give my honest opinion. Here it is: HOLY BEJEEBERS, YOU GUYS. So, the Zen Swaddle is a {Read More}

Clearing Out The Clutter, Crate By Crate.

While my Lenten resolution to not scream at my children hasn’t been going craaaaazy well (maybe I’ll try again full-force once everyone can sleep in their own beds and pee in the correct receptacles), I am proud to say that I’ve been a champ at clearing out the clutter ’round here. Kinda. To date, I’ve sorted and tossed roughly eight or nine moving boxes worth o’ stuff from the deep, dark recesses of…our shelves and cabinets. Like- stuff in plain view {Read More}

Netflix In March: Science Project Perfection.

While my kiddos are still a tad too young to join the ranks of blue-ribbon winning Science Fair participants, no one’s too young to explore cause and effect, further their natural curiosity, or engage in a little problem-solving. (For my younger daughter, that’s just called Monday Morning By 9am.) Have I mentioned my love of Netflix and their curated content for every age, stage, and er- energy level? And I have I mentioned that I’m one of the newest members {Read More}

Sleep Training (Trains The Parents To Never Sleep Again).

There have been a lot of transitions lately: From a family with two kids to a family with three. From a kiddo in a crib to a kiddo in a toddler bed. From a newborn who clipped along at a steady pace to a baby with the need to nurse and/or say hi every fifteen minutes throughout the evening. And the transition from a relatively normal Mama to a drooling, hilariously exhausted one. So we implemented new stuff: new bedtime routines, {Read More}

A Recap, Chicago Fun, And- It’s SNOWING?

Temps reached nearly 60 degrees the other afternoon and the entirety of Chicago celebrated by throwing away their shoes. So, obviously, today is blizzarding. Since all the stuff you probably wanted to do got cancelled, here’s some light reading material. Things You Need To Know (Because I Wrote Them): It’s true. I’m a hoarder. 100 Things? I can’t even manage 100 words. Susannah is now an un-caged monkey. Lock up yo’ bananas. Like free theatre tickets? How about TWO PAIRS of theatre {Read More}

Theatre Giveaway: “Spark” At Adventure Stage Chicago!

Friends, because I super like both you and Chicago’s beyond-wonderful theatre scene, I’m thrilled to offer up TWO sets of four passes to a brand spankin’ new show at Adventure Stage Chicago, over at West Town’s Vittum Theater. So here’s the deal: Spark, Chapter One of the Prometheus Project, is part of a new work which re-imagines the myths of Prometheus and Pandora. Chapter One concerns Pandora and her secluded life within the underground Sanctuary, a haven built to keep folks {Read More}

Zu Gets A Big Kid Bed.

As of this morning, 2 out of 3 [of my] kids are sleeping in Biggie Beds. (We define “biggie” rather loosely here. In layman’s terms, we took off a crib side. BOOM. Welcome to adulthood, pal!) Anyway, one of us was rather off-the-charts excited about it. Her big sister was pretty stoked as well. (And the little man could barely contain his joy/lunch, either.) And P.J.? Oh, nothing says I’ve Been Out With My Pals Until The Wee Hours AND It’s {Read More}