It’s a hard concept for many fully grown, functioning adults to grasp.
I know it was a hard lesson for me to understand even after “growing up” and starting a family.
Because of that, Joe and I have decided that it’s one of our priorities that we teach our girls the importance of money management, working hard for what they have, and learning how to patiently wait for what they want rather than impulse buying all.the.things.
You can imagine how well this is going over with our 8, 6, and 3 year old daughters.
To their credit, they are eager. They want to get the money and put it in the envelopes they made at church. It’s the working for it part that they are getting hung up on.
Aren’t we all? Continue reading “Ashley Does: Helping My Kids Work Hard and Manage Their Money”
We were at the park. There was a playground, a large field, basketball courts, and a skate park.
The girls should have been running around, playing, and laughing right?
My girls were sitting in the shade of a tree, feet from me, pretending to watch TV.
Pretending. To watch. TV.
Let that sink in for a minute. Continue reading “Ashley Does: The Lost Art Of Play”
Chocolate Milk Shakes have their own Day.
Did you know that?!
How have I lived this long without knowing about National Chocolate Milk Shake Day?
I feel kind of cheated. Continue reading “Ashley Does: Chocolate Milk Shake For Breakfast!”
A chorus of “MOM! I can’t find my _____!!” “MOM! Can you help me get ______!!”
You fill in the blank.
We’ve all heard it before. Ad nauseam.
Recently, I had the brilliant revelation that there comes a time in life that everyone must fend for herself. Get your own snack, drink, cup, plate, art supplies, and blue sock dangit!
(OK, maybe not the socks. I firmly believe they meet up in some secret compartment of the clothes dryer and conspire to make parents crazy.)
But, come on people, 6 and 8 year old children can fetch their own granola bars and water. Amiright? Continue reading “Ashley Does: Work at Home Mom Hack (with free printable!)”
My daughter asked a question today that I was not ready for.
I thought I had years before this question. Hoped I did.
I was completely taken aback, I had no idea what to say to her.
Today, my 8-year-old looked at her sister and asked:
“Does this make me look fat?”
And my heart broke. Continue reading “Ashley Does: The Question That Broke My Heart”
There were many reasons I was the worst mom ever yesterday.
My girls were mad, they were cranky.
They stomped around and pouted and shot me dirty looks.
I am pretty sure they were talking about me in a not very nice way with each other, too.
I was so stinkin’ proud of myself, y’all! Continue reading “Ashley Does: Worst Mom Pride”
You guys I totally started writing this post last summer and completely forgot about it! It still rings true today so I finished it, and am posting it here. Finally!
There are days that being a mom to three girls is more trying than others.
This day last summer was not one of those days.
One of my beloved friends called us to invite us to the pool. My first reaction was “HECK NO!” I have three children, the smallest of which is 2 1/2 and very independent. I could not imagine trying to keep track of all of them in what is basically a giant, crowded death trap.
Then I got to thinking. What kind of an example is that setting for them? Do I want them to spend their entire summer locked up in the house just so we don’t have to take any risks?
Of course not.
So we went. Continue reading “Ashley Does: The Donut Floatie”
I have 3 daughters.
My life is full of girly things: pink, purple, princesses, puppies, unicorns, accessories, makeup, and all things that smell nice.
I am officially becoming a girly girl who loves pretty things.
Who saw that one coming? (Let me tell you: not my mom!) Continue reading “Ashley Does: Pretty Things”
Life is full of lines. Lines at the grocery store. Lines at the post office. A line of tiny humans asking me for juice.
We’re always waiting for something.
And some of us are better at waiting than others. Continue reading “Ashley Does: Waiting in Lines”
In this season of mothering tiny humans, I often think about the lives I hope they have some day. And the challenges they will face along the way to becoming who they are supposed to be.
It’s scary. The world today, with technology and apps and bullies and pressure, it’s scary for our children. We were just talking this morning at MOPS about children having to pick a sport and a track at age eight. As a second grader, children are expected to know what they are going to be passionate about for the remainder of their adolescence so they can be successful at it – if she isn’t on the volleyball team at age eight, she definitely isn’t making the team as a teenager.
But it’s their world. All I can do as their mother is help guide them through it.
Thank goodness I have backup. Continue reading “Ashley Does: A Prayer For My Girls”