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About Kate

Kate is mother to three exceptionally strong and solid offspring, "Elise" (b. 2005),"Luke" (b.2008), and "Emile" (b. 2011), who have successfully put her spine one hoist away from disc herniation. She lives in the Washington DC area and works in healthcare—which is convenient given the physical hazards of her mommy gig. Kate is deathly afraid of developing large nose pores and is very suspicious of squirrels. She hopes she will never, ever need to face these two fears simultaneously. She is a huge fan of eating, sleeping, and taking private showers. Kate yearns for the day when she will not have to follow any dependent being into the bathroom for quality control. She is also known for saying, "There's nothing that makes you feel like more of a tool than writing about yourself in third person."
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September 19, 2012 By

Insanity Jam Session

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We were driving home from the beach when 4 year old Luke lost it. By “lost it,” I mean, overtired-middle-child-syndrome-broken-record-insane-chanting lost it. We were listening to children’s music in the car, and I guess Luke wanted it to be a little louder. From the back of the car I heard, “Mama, I can’t hear.” But, when I directly addressed his complaint by turning up the music to a volume level a few notches lower than Will Definitely Deafen You, he (...Read More)

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September 11, 2012 By

From my stump speech: “Ask not what your parents can do for you. Ask what you can do for yourself!”

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August 28, 2012 By

I would post a photo of my kids on the morning of the first day of school….but, we were just lucky to have all of them actually MAKE it to school, let alone have the time to take a picture. #hotmessinthemorning

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August 14, 2012 By

Change Me, Maybe?

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(sung to the tune of Carly Rae Jepsen’s “Call Me Maybe”)   I threw a wish in the well Won’t ask Dad he can’t tell It’s been hours by now And now you’re in my way I’d trade milk for a dry tush To have a little less smush I see you’re sitting so cush But now I’m in your way Your stare was holdin’ Your iPhone was smokin’ My sibs’ toy was broken Where you think you’re going Mommy? (...Read More)

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July 16, 2012 By

Why is it that the best toy in the house is always the one that someone else is playing with? Always.

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