It's Saturday morning and of course The Boy is up at 6 am. There is no such thing as 'sleeping in' at Casa de Fontanez. And so w...

I've been up since 4 am.  Not by choice.  That's the time The Boy woke up.  By 5 am, I was up and out of bed.  Threw a load of lau...

Sometime during the wee hours of the morning - The Boy jammed his big toe in my eye. Obviously I was sleeping.  He was sleeping.  Being ja...

YAY! The Boy is off from school this week. BOO! The Boy is off from school this week.  I know The Boy needs the time away - school is ex...

It's another 4 am start to my day.  There was a lot of crying, whining, pleading and stomping.  And as for The Boy?  Don't even ...

At six a.m. I'm standing at the kitchen sink washing last nights pots and pans.  The water is running and I hear the toilet seat slam.  ...

Yesterday morning at 5 am, I jumped out of bed, showered, wrote a quick post while drinking my morning cup of coffee and made pasta so tha...

Our Saturday routine is Sensory Gym, School and Supermarkets. Sensory Gym for The Boy. School for The Husband.  And Supermarkets for...

Post it Note Tuesdays from the Only Parent Chronicles

Sound sexy?  It's so not.    After yesterday afternoon's public meltdown  I assumed The Boy would have a good night's sleep.  ...

Five mornings out of seven the alarm goes off at 5:30 am.  I am often tempted to hit snooze, however, my alarm clock is strategically placed...