My husband is a creature of habit. He HATES change. Coach Dad is a mess when I do my periodic furniture rearranging. If a chair is out of alignment, he will mention the change over and over again. And don’t…
Category: Coach Dad
Letting Him Down
Saturday was not my finest mom moment. It started on a questionable note when I slept later than usual while my son played. You might ask well his dad was up so what is the problem. The problem is that…
Go See Date Night on Date Night
Date Night?? Ever heard of it? In the dark and distant parts of my memory banks, I can vaguely recall going out on a date night. Nowadays with three kids in school, homework, two kids on travel volleyball teams, one…
Dove Chocolate: I’m Not Sharing It!
If you read my blog, you know that I have my entire family participate in review process. How can I tell my readers about a toy, DVD, CD, or game, without mentioning how much my family enjoyed playing with it?…
Take Your Daughter/Son to Work Day — April 22
My middle child came home from school abuzz with “Take Your Daughter/Son to Work.” Her friends were abuzz with talk about who would be going with mom or dad. She had never participated in Take Your daughter/Son to Work before.…
Family Communication with the Verizon Palm Pre Plus
My husband and I have a checkered past when it comes to communication. We try to talk to each other but work, life, kids, technology get in the way. We have conversations like a normal couple. From time to time,…
Great Day!
The greatness of today by the bullets… After yesterday’s high of the teen’s volleyball team placing third AND the tween’s team winning the gold medal, we all slept soundly. In fact the tween was asleep almost before her head hit…
Where Am I This Week?
Let’s start with where I was last week. This week is all about recovering from taking the train to New York and flying to and from Houston. New York was awesome. I met a niche toy company. This company have…
Reflections on a Good Day of Volleyball
It’s a fact that I am a Volleyball Mom who is not the least bit sporty. I have three kids and a husband who more than make up for my shortcomings by being extremely sporty. The teen plays volleyball. She…
Make a Break for It: Snowbound in D.C.
Roads — Plowed. Driveway — Clear. Suitcases — Packed. Kids — Excited. Adults — Relieved. At the unseemly hour of 6 a.m. Coach Dad, the tween, and the teen, fired up the old SUV…loaded up the bags…packed the snacks…and headed…