Elections are for Everyone

This week on Mom.me, I was asked to write down a list of reasons why women, mothers specifically, should WANT to be involved in this election's proceedings. Apparently there has been some discourse on the Mom.me Facebook page about "NO POLITICS! STICK TO PARENTING!" which, okay, cool. I get that there is a time and a place for politics but, also? Really? Are we that short-sighted? Do we not see that VOTING and ELECTING a government that RECOGNIZES our needs as women and mothers is INTEGRAL in our experience raising our children? 

No offense to those who would rather NOT DEAL but SHIT IS GOING DOWN, you guys. It always has and it always will and that is ALSO important to recognize because YES, WE ALL HAVE A SHITLOAD OF SHIT on our plates. And some of that shit? Is awesome, beautiful, INCREDIBLE shit. And some of it is just shitty and TIME WE HAVE NO TIME THERE'S NEVER ANY TIME.

However. There is a world outside our homes. And neighborhoods and I believe that as parents it is our moral obligation to stay informed, to have an opinion and to converse intelligently about all the things.

Also, I hate the idea that "PARENTING" and "POLITICS" are to be washed in separate cycles as not to bleed all over one another. Because, here's the thing. They should. They SHOULD bleed all over one another...

... As citizens of this country and parents to future citizens of this country, engaging in respectful debate, listening to other points of view, paying attention to what is happening in the world is crucial to building a better one.

And if you're still not convinced, here are 7 reasons why you should care about this and ALL elections.

You can read my entire post, here...

Last year we made Valentines and they turned out delightful.

The following is a repost from last year when, in the 11th hour, we decided to rock some serious DIY Valentine's Day action...
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It's late. It's Thursday. Figuring out valentines with four kids has been... more than I expected it to be and now I am realizing that this is just the beginning... Of purchasing 120 valentines and 120 "treats" to go on them and then, you know, overseeing the assembly line of signatures and uhhhhhhh...!?

This was the first year ever, in my parenting career, that I went above and beyond the usual drugstore valentines box. For the big kids, anyway. 
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ED:  I tried with the twins, but gave up after one try because they're three and, well... they do not care about awesome homemade valentines. They DO care about Elsa and Anna, however. So... back to plan A we went. 
I got the photo-card idea from Kristen (thanks, Kristen!) and then, after snapping photos of Archer and Fable with what limited props we could come up with, I modified Kristen's photo strip creation to work with the photo apps I already had on my phone (Pic Stitch for the four squares, Squareready to add the extra room on the bottom, Afterlight for the 4x6 cropping.) 

After creating 4x6 cards, I had them printed at my local photo printing shop, which also happens to be THE greatest photo printing shop in Los Angeles.  Marvin, the owner is magic.
And then the kids filled them out, signed them, taped chocolate hearts to the bottom and voila. 
(And by "voila" I mean, "drahmah" because it took a very long time and, we, of course, waited until the very last minute, and, well... hi.

Still. It was totally worth it and now I feel like this is something we can do for various occasions, you know? I feel like I have more confidence for craft this week than I did last week. Feels good.

What walks on two legs in the morning, grows an entire pant size by noon and is impossible to shop for?

This week on Mom.me, I wrote about the great drought of tween boy clothing items. 

In the last few months, my 5th grade son went from can-totally-shop-in-the-kids-section to... uh... wait... where-the-hell-do-we-shop now?

Archer is tall for his age and going through a growth spurt as most children at this age do. He put on three inches and 15 pounds since the summer, which, I mean... pants have no chance in this house. One pair of jeans in particular he only wore once because... he grew. Overnight. Literally.

That is a thing that happens to children at this age. You're like, "Goodnight!" to your little baby boy and in the morning, you wake up to a man with a mustache.

(We recently watched BIG with the kids and I was like, THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT IT FEELS LIKE LATELY. JOSH!!!)


Archer's going to be 11 in May and wears a size 7 shoe and a size ? in clothes. And, yes, the question mark is legit because we just had to get rid of all of his 11-12 pants because they no longer fit him and when I went to go get him size 13s, all of those were too big so I ended up getting him MORE size 11-12s because... well... what else could I do? Except that I just got rid of his OTHER size 11-12s which didn't fit him anymore and I don't even know what's going on...
Archer wearing GAP jeans (the first/last day he wore them because... growing)

...I do know that for the last ten years, Archer has been perfectly fine with me purchasing all of his clothes for him. In fact, he's URGED me to do the shopping for him, shopping is the worst, Mom, come on...  And now? He has to come with me/try things on/say "this is the worst" 678798 times before settling on something that is "FINE. Can we just get out of here?"

You can read my entire post, here. 


And for those with boys this age, WHERE DO YOU SHOP?