@ustheremingtons / TikTok A trip to Costco with toddlers is not for the weak. Much skill is required when venturing to a big box store with kids who would prefer to run wild and touch everything in sight while grocery shopping. Plus, Costco is huge. Have you ever lost track of your kid in a giant warehouse? It’s horrifying. (Or so I’ve heard…) A trip to any grocery store with kids can be daunting. They get bored. They asked for every sugary cereal. They start screaming their lungs out by the butter while you sprint to the checkout, praying for...
AITA For Thinking Grandparents Should Help When They’re Around?
Zoranm/Getty Images OK, internet — time for you to do your favorite thing and pass judgment. Am I the asshole for thinking grandparents should help out when they’re around, or is that not a fair expectation? Let me paint a picture for you: One frazzled mom (hi, it’s me), after a long and stressful work week, packs up two small children and crams them, against their will, into their car seats. For the two hours it takes to get to their grandparents’ house, she’s regaled with question after question (after question), demands for snacks that require a contortionist’s skills to...
A Parent Needs To Know: Will Family Activities Always Be Miserable?
Halfpoint Images/Moment/Getty Images Maybe you try to take your kids sledding. Or to the beach. Or to Disney World. And despite the happy family activity pictures you’ve seen on Instagram and all the movies you’ve seen on TV, you feel barely a moment of joy the entire time. Your kids are crying, Your kids are fighting. Your kids are bored. Your kids hate everything. Your partner is visibly miserable and so are you. You’re supposed to be creating core memories and experiencing the best moments of your life. And instead, you wonder if it will ever get any better. This...
You're Not Imagining It: Everyone Has Norovirus Right Now
freemixer/E+/Getty Images We had the most beautiful Christmas celebration this year — the glow of the tree, a fire crackling, thoughtful gifts, and lots of thankfulness. And then, just a few hours after Christmas dinner, I started to feel a bit unwell. A few hours after that, I was violently ill and locked in the bathroom puking. A few hours after that, my two children joined me. We had a norovirus Christmas. And we aren’t alone. On social media, I’ve seen friends — both in town and across the country — also posting similar reports of puke-a-thons, sleepless nights doing...