April 10, 2014 KimHarms

It was all because of the flying cheese. I was tucking my little man into bed when he made his cheese confession. “Mom, I forgot to tell you something.” (Lewis, who shares pretty much every detail of his every day life with me, “forgot” to tell me something…my ears perked up immediately.) “What’s that buddy?” “I had to go to the principal’s office today.” If my youngest had had previous incidents involving disobedience and disruptive behavior in school, this may have upset me a little bit. But as he is a pretty well-behaved, albeit un-Harms-ishly social six-year-old, I was more intrigued…

December 16, 2013 KimHarms

I thought I was all done Christmas shopping. Everything is even wrapped and under the tree. (Except for the two items I’m waiting for the UPS man to leave on my front porch. How do I love thee Amazon Prime? Let me count the ways…) Then I came across this little treasure on Leanne Shirtliffe’s Ironic Mom blog. Corey and I rarely exchange presents, but this might be the gift  for the man who has everything. Who wouldn’t want a Walking Dead action figure displayed on their nightstand? On second thought, I’m gonna stick with the no gift policy. I…

December 2, 2013 KimHarms

Do you ever wake up in the morning with butterflies in your tummy and your first thought is, “Why do I feel so funny?” And then you remember the reason for your butterflies and suddenly they don’t feel like butterflies anymore, but more like vultures attacking each other in your belly? Well that’s where I am today. Holy cow. So I choose to relieve some tension by watching a little Brian Regan. This clip always makes me laugh. And laughter is surprisingly soothing to tummy vultures. Brian Regan – Ironing Board

November 4, 2013 KimHarms

Blessed are the youngest children, for they shall reap the benefits of parents who have relaxed the rules. As my six-year-old zombie ran door-to-door trick-or-treating, I couldn’t help but think about the ways I have changed as a parent over the years. I’m sure I could come up with many examples, but here are five that came to mind quickly. 1. Halloween Costumes There’s no way I would have let my other two be such scary characters for Halloween, but Lewis went as one of the brain-eating-undead. And you can see by the photo, he played the zombie role well….

October 31, 2013 KimHarms

Sometimes you just need to quit laundry and cleaning and cooking and taxi-driving and writing to spend some quality time with your wild and crazy boys in a haunted hotel: complete with bonus Corey Harms Scares. That man – and his children – find way too much joy in freaking me out. ~Thanks to the Wilderness Resort for another fantastic break from real life.~  🙂

October 14, 2013 KimHarms

A note to my six-year-old story-writing self who blinked and somehow turned into a pushing-40-wife-of-the-most-amazing-husband-ever-and-mother-of-three-fantastically-wonderful-wild-and-crazy-boys. Be thankful God doesn’t always give you what you want. And to quote my friend Beth Moore (this is admittedly a quite lopsided friendship 🙂 ) “He will either bless you with what you want, or he will bless more than just you with what you did not know to want.” Preach it Beth. Clinging to those words today. PS – To the four friends whose pending departure is definitely not what this girl wants and has left a stinking annoying hole in my heart:…

October 7, 2013 KimHarms

Perler beads and the mind of a creative six-year-old boy can be a dangerous combination. Ten purposeless points to the first person who correctly guesses what this. Go!

September 25, 2013 KimHarms

To those of you whose exposure to male children is minimal and/or whose faces turn varying shades of pink at the mention of certain body parts, please consider this a caution. You may not want to read my guest post at Ironic Mom today. It is not my typical blog post, but it is a true story plucked right out of my everyday life. One of those stories generally reserved  for my “mommy-soul-mate” Marti. The friend God knew I needed long before I did. Between our combined six male children, we have some tales you probably wouldn’t believe if we…

September 19, 2013 KimHarms

I am happy to know that I’m not the only person in my family who expresses my frustrations in writing. Sometimes you just have to let the paper know how you feel.

September 16, 2013 KimHarms

We own Love You Forever. It’s stuck in the bookcase somewhere between Oh The Thinks You Can Think and Animal Alphabet. We read it every now and then, but it always makes me feel a little funny. It’s starts out lovely but gets increasingly more bizarro with the flip of each page. I would be concerned about my mother-in-law’s mental health if she drove to our place at night with a ladder strapped to her car and then climbed up the side of the house to enter through a second-story window.  Wouldn’t you? That’s freaky enough, but if she then proceeded to…