Archive for the 'The Feedbag' Category
I got a call from my L.A. Toddler’s daycare yesterday. Her teacher wasn’t quite sure how to tell me what was wrong but finally managed to get it all out. I smiled.
Apparently, my youngest had decided that she didn’t want to eat her corn. She wanted to snort it.
She had placed a kernel up each […]
Welcome to Tim’s Restaurant!
0 Comments Published March 24th, 2010 in It's Really Just All About Me..., The Feedbag, L.A. Girl.I’ve finally used the phrase that was used on me countless times as a kid. That dreaded, “There are starving kids in China!” line that parents use to keep their kids from wasting food.
I was practically standing outside of myself watching me as I delivered it to my oldest daughter. And I was shaking my […]
Our Trip to the Restaurant
6 Comments Published May 8th, 2009 in It's Really Just All About Me..., The Feedbag, L.A. Baby, L.A. Girl.My girls are the best. You wouldn’t know it from this post, but they are.
L.A. Mommy has been working late a lot. Which means I’ve been picking up the girls after work. And usually I’ll be brave and adventurous and take them on errands with me. Like I did last night.
We went to a store […]
My Dysfunctional Dairy Queen
9 Comments Published September 12th, 2008 in Kids Say..., It's Really Just All About Me..., The Feedbag.I’ll admit it. We go to Dairy Queen. Occasionally. Yes, we’re ashamed of the fact that we’re not eating healthy barley oats and organic flake-chunks every minute of every day.
We’ve discovered that there is one very close to our townhouse (and even closer to our new house) and we’ve gone a few times. Sometimes, you […]
Feeding Frenzy
6 Comments Published December 5th, 2007 in It's Really Just All About Me..., The Feedbag, L.A. Baby.When you have a child, it seems like everything is a new and exciting milestone: her first night at home, her first bath, her first Hollywood party…
When the second one comes along, it feels like it’s just been-there-done-that. At first. But then you start to do all the little things that you completely forgot about […]
Memories of Childhood
28 Comments Published August 27th, 2007 in L.A. Toddler, It's Really Just All About Me..., The Feedbag.Over the weekend, I ate something I’ve not had in more than 20 years. I’d made meatloaf last week and we had leftovers. So, on Saturday, I cut up a few slices and had a cold meatloaf sandwich with a bit of ketchup on it. About the only difference between that sandwich and what I […]
The Most Important Meal of the Day
17 Comments Published July 3rd, 2007 in It's Really Just All About Me..., The Feedbag.I’ve always been a big fan of breakfast. For my weekends, I like nothing better than sitting down for a plate of eggs and bacon with some coffee and orange juice. Of course, all of that stuff is supposed to kill you… so it’s more like egg whites, turkey sausage, decaf java, and a glass […]
Eating Disorders
23 Comments Published June 26th, 2007 in L.A. Toddler, It's Really Just All About Me..., The Feedbag.I always wonder how the things I do or say will affect my daughter in the future. What weird habits is she developing? Is it my fault? Will it all lead to extensive therapy sessions?
I will never, at any point in my life, be considered a picky eater. Food and I are on pretty good […]
Recipe du Jour - Octopus & Seaweed
13 Comments Published May 15th, 2007 in L.A. Toddler, The Feedbag.If your little one is down and out and has got the blues real hard — like L.A. Toddler did tonight — I have something that might do the trick.
It’s not really a recipe but it’s guaranteed to put a smile on a kid’s face. Of course, this is probably something that’s been around a […]
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y Night!
9 Comments Published April 30th, 2007 in L.A. Mommy, Bloggin', It's Really Just All About Me..., The Feedbag.L.A. Mommy and I got to go out on Saturday night! We met up with some fellow bloggers for dinner and drinks. We left L.A. Toddler with a friend, ditched the sweat pants and got dressed up, and painted the town (nothing too crazy - we didn’t paint it red or anything. More of a […]





