Every parent knows, this comic right here is full of facts. Got yourself a fine to-do list, eh? Got things to do and people to see, do we? Got a lot of adulting to do, right? WRONG. Because there is a

I love coffee. I should probably stop at cup number two, but I rarely do. I'm kinda convinced that if I reached cup number seven, I'd achieve superhero powers. But after cup five, my hands shake so bad

As a parent who draws comic strips about parenting, it's never long before I'm presented with fresh inspiration. And you guys, it's exhausting.

I've been caught more than a couple of times. It's never pretty.

Mom clothes are great. High fashion, step aside. These elastic ensembles serve not only the purpose of covering our tired bodies, but many other functions as well. Kid need a tissue? Mom has a sleeve.

You guys, I love my coffee. In the morning, I'm not the nicest person until I've had my cup of joe (and even then... not sure I'd be winning any "nicest person" awards). When my morning cup of

I've always imagined that my children would love arts and crafts. They'd love drawing and painting, cutting paper and gluing. So when I stumbled upon my daughter drawing in her notebook by herself, I thought

... You gunna eat that?

Every time my husband and I take the kids out to dinner, the same thing happens. We expect them to be well behaved, wait patiently for their food, and then eat quietly when it arrives. None of that ever

When I signed my daughter up for preschool, I was ecstatic. FINALLY I'd be getting some sort of relief in my busy day. I expected to screech up to the school in my car, drop her off with her lunch box,

Cooking with wine is great. Everything about it. It makes the food better, you can drink it while you cook (thus reducing stress of cooking), and I'd like to think it adds some sort of nutritional content

I have no idea how to properly measure pasta. I'm reaching the middle of my life, I cook everyday, and yet, this skill evades me. No matter how reasonable I think I'm being when I break out that pasta

No doubt, parenting is rough. You are completely responsible for tiny humans who seem determined to stretch you to your mental and physical limits - and this job is 24/7, baby. Besides the occasional relief

Happy Holidays, everyone! (my tree looks EXACTLY like this right now, by the way...)

I gotta tell ya, my kids love Spongebob. Know who loves it even more than they do? Me.

If you like Pintrest like I do, you've probably seen a lot of recipes. About 75% of them probably involve shoving prepared food into mason jars. Admittedly, it looks adorable. I should probably save these

If your alarm clock doesn't shower you in snot and mucus, be thankful.

On a shopping trip to buy a swimsuit, I was told by a shopkeeper that all I needed was a bit of confidence to wear a cute bikini she had for sale in the store. I think she's right, but here's the thing...

I'm a complex person. Not really. But kinda. I'll kill it in the gym for hours, all the while thinking: this will help me live a healthy and long life (knock on wood). Then, I'll get home and rehydrate

Let's sing some kid's songs! Over... and over... and over again. Get the padded room and strait jacket ready. You are gunna need it.