March 16th, 2010 09:43am

Cleaning tips from the Taz

by WineCountry.Mom

Conversations with the Taz after our 30 minute clean-up… (more…)
February 9th, 2010 01:38pm

10 things I learned as a parent

by WineCountry.Mom

As parents, it is our job to guide our children and teach them important lessons in life. But sometimes it is our kids who are teaching us. Here are some very important lessons I have learned from my children.

1. Girls don’t always dress like girls. My daughter was the very first girl of the family. This resulted in piles of pink clothes with frilly lace being thrust at me from all directions. Me? I was never a girly girl. I preferred to dress my new little girl in neutral colors and overalls. And when she got older, she abhorred pink with a passion. But her grandparents always tried. She’d receive pink shirts and pretty dresses – all of which would end up in the back of her closet or in a pile of clothes to return that would just end up going into the Goodwill bag because I was too lazy to make it to the store. Did I wish she would dress more like a girl? Have I tried to sell the idea that pants can still be worn under dresses to make them somewhat less girly? (more…)

January 25th, 2010 11:52am

10 steps to a cleaner home

by WineCountry.Mom

There was a time (a couple weeks ago) when cleaning was the last thing on my list, and the first thing to get skipped. Just looking at that huge mountain of tasks to be tackled was overwhelming, and enough to keep me from actually doing anything about.

Perhaps you can relate.

Are you embarassed by your house? Have you stopped inviting people over to your home? When anyone knocks at your door, do you only partially open the door so that your visitor can’t see the full extent of the mess? Do you feel scattered, unable to find even the simplest of items because they aren’t where they’re supposed to be? Are you being relied on to finish all the housework and it is just getting to be too much? (more…)
June 22nd, 2009 02:28pm

Kids Cleaning

by WineCountry.Mom

How my house got almost completely clean without me even lifting a finger.
April 10th, 2009 07:50pm

The Showdown

by WineCountry.Mom

High noon. The sun beat down on us in between a smattering of clouds. A small trickle of sweat made its way down his forehead, and he brushed it away slowly as his gaze locked with mine. If he had any reservations, he showed no sign of it. The corner of his mouth was lifted in a crooked grin before he spat onto the dusty ground. We faced each other, the same motive in mind: one of us would be going down. His hand stayed at his side, half curled and ready for action. Neither one of us flinched as we held our ground and stared the other down. It was showtime, the hour of truth when all would be decided in a moment.