Love really is having to say your sorry…even when your not. This is the thing, you can go on a stand off with your husband, boyfriend or whom ever for, well, days really. The tension in the house is so thick you can cut it with a knife and no one is backing down..waaaaaa wahhhhh waaaaa…doollllllllyyyy doooooo (que the western stand off music). This kind of thing usually stems from passive aggressive behavior and just plain stubbornness. Almost anything can set it off, one wrong move and it is on, bad day at work, leaving a pile of dishes in the sink or maybe it was just plain stress. We live so closely with our significant others especially when you have kids, we’re bound to go through these moments of tension. My suggestion is this (as long as it wasn’t anything too serious) sometimes just back down. Especially us girls, sometimes these guys couldn’t read us if our thoughts were streaming across the Goodyear Blimp…yup they just really don’t get us…still… and this needs to be taken into consideration on occasion…they just are not the sweet, sensitive, cute, nurturing kinds of people we are…so get used to it! My point here is this, when there is some silly stand off…just say fuck it! Back down, be the bigger person, gather your confidence and energy, walk over to your guy and squeeze him tight and say “Babe, I love you, fuck this shit…lets make up!”. Kiss him, tickle him…do whatever it takes because sometimes it’s just not worth being stank sourpusses to each other for 2 days! Lead by example. We can all get caught up…but don’t waste precious time being a butt head over nothing…it’s lame. Being happy is wayyyyy more fun. So trust me, sometimes giving in is the cool thing to do.
Your probably asking yourself this same question right about now…when can I get my kid shredding? The snow is starting to fall and we just went boarding yesterday. Naturally we start talking about when we can get Fritz on a board. I remember a while back that I was talking to someone over at Burton and they were telling me about their kids boards and gear. They have a motto at Burton “Starting kids on skis is child abuse”. Burton’s youngest riders name is Hailey Langland and she’s 8 years old! Check here out here. So, I started doing a little research on boards and Burton has great stuff for kids. Then I did a little research on what age you can get kids on boards. There was some good info here and here. The general consensus seems to be that 4 is the perfect age to get them riding. You can do it earlier but I can imagine the whole ordeal being pretty difficult and their muscles may not be fully developed. Fritz doesn’t even like to try on new shoes at the shoe store so I can only imagine what strapping him in to a board would be like right now. I think I’ll be waiting until next year when he’s 3 ish to attempt to get him riding. This year my dad got Fritz a saucer so we’ll be using that on snow days for Fritz. I think when he finally does get on a board he’ll be a little maniac…I can’t wait!! Has anyone’s kids started riding? What age? Share Please!
First I’d like to say this Holiday has been wayyyyy too long. My butt is killing me from setting on it for close to 5 days and I would mind a little peace and quite restored to the Moeller household. I can now safely say I will not be having three kids, just not for me. Two, manageable, three, you can forget any kind of interior decorating or nice things at all for that matter…I digress. Christmas was a lot of fun. The house was full and the children were laughing…and fighting, spitting, drooling, snotting, hitting and screaming. I thought I would share with you some of the memories we made this holiday season.
Above: The Holidays were kicked off with a batch of sugar cookies made with stress and lots of love. I saw beauty in a deformed star and brought it back to life with a weed leaf frosting design.
How amazing are these? Not only do they have teeth, 3D dinosaurs and a dino foot prints…they have lights! I was always into kids shoes with lights because if they made adult shoes with lights I would probably wear them. I’m flashy like that. Not so much the flashing red LED’s…I think I would need something of the neon variaty. When I peeped these at Peek-A-Boo I had to get them. Fritz pitched a fit and refused to try them on, I bought them anyway. I think these are probably the coolest shoes ever for a little boy.
Growing up I was always making my parents and grandparent gifts. Usually, said gift was a frame, painted or decorated in some way with a picture of yours truly inside. I also made a lot of collage boxes and furniture items. The art of cut-n-paste is kinda my forte. Thank goodness I had honed my skills all those years because who knew the economy was gonna go into a free fall and I’d have to start making gifts again! Take a look at my personal step by step guide to making the perfect collage…”Grandparent’s live for this shit!”
Step 1: Go to Michael’s (Obvi my new favorite place!) buy frame, stickers, and fake flowers. Also, not shown here, you must pre-order images off IPhoto of collaging.
This is what the Hipster Dad bought Fritz for Christmas. H.D has been begging to open it ever since Monday night…Might I remind you Fritz is 2 months shy of his second birthday. The box says Ages 8 and up…I’m just sayin’.
I’m not old enough to own a whole bunch of ornaments to put on my tree…like, you know, in one of those boxes that you take out every year and unwrap each one and get all nostalgic about them. My parents used to have one of these boxes growing up. I loved this one Snoopy decoration that was him dressed as Santa hanging off a long gold string with bells on it. I digress, this would have been the year that I started my collection, except I am in no mood to drop $20 on a fancy ornament. So, I went to Michael’s spent $40 on fake flowers, glitter leaves, feather butterflies, glue, tape, glitter and hooks. (BTW: As I am writing this I am listening to the new Britney Spears album which is making my life seem suuuuuper lame right now. This album fucking rocks. It’s mostly about getting fucked up. I love it!). Ok back to my Decorating party…So I had some friends over and forced them to make decorations with me. Well I guess its not forcing if you give them wine and cheese, right? The tree is way more awesome and creative than a bunch of store bought decorations. Love went into those decorations. So this is my new tradition. We make the decorations, save one or two store bought ones I guess. I can already see it, me forcing Fritz when he’s like 16 to make decorations…OMFG…It’s like practically a week away, that’s how fast time goes by. Check out some decoration close up’s after the jump… Read the rest of this entry »
Samantha Moeller is a Mom, Business Woman and Baller. Her hobbies include popping bottles, playing pat-a-cake, night clubbing, shopping for expensive bags and looking hot. She is currently residing in Queens with her husband and son Fritz.
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Samantha Moeller is a Mom, Business Woman and Baller. Her hobbies include popping bottles, playing pat-a-cake, night clubbing, shopping for expensive bags and looking hot. She is currently residing in Queens with her husband and son Fritz.
