Stefanie Wilder Taylor
Stefanie Wilder-Taylor is the author of Sippy Cups Are Not for Chardonnay, Naptime Is the New Happy Hour, and It's Not Me, It's You: Subjective Recollections from a Terminally Optimistic, Chronically Sarcastic and Occasionally Inebriated Woman. She’s appeared numerous times on The Today Show, is a member of the Us Weekly Fashion Police and writes on her blog, Baby On Bored.

Kindergarten Krazies.

It official: Parenting makes you crazy. I thought the diaper years were going to be the hard part. How could it get more challenging than dealing with babies who can’t communicate their needs with words and must resort to the far less civilized grunting, whining, crying and biting (oh Sadie!)? more

Outbreak!

A couple of weeks ago, my nanny found a louse on Matilda’s head. Apparently it was just crawling around, badass as it wanted to be, not a care in the world. more

May I Offer a Suggestion?

Every year people with very good intentions sit down and type out a list of New Year’s resolutions, usually consisting of some lofty goals like I will never touch fast food again or I will whip those saddle bags into shape or I will be a more patient parent. more

My Daughter is a Big Fat Cheater.

My five-year-old daughter is a poor sport. She cheats at Trouble, Hi Ho Cherry-O, Chutes and Ladders, Go Fish and basically every game we play. I don’t know if cheating is the right word, well, yeah, it actually is. more

I'm Trying Not to Spoil My Kids.

When I was a young child, around my oldest daughter’s age, we didn’t have much. Moving into a small rental house with my newly separated mother we made do with just the essentials – if that. Let’s put it this way, I’ve drunk juice out of empty jelly jars and worn hand-me-down panties. more

Good Things Come in Small Packages.

Sadie, Sadie teeny tiny lady… I haven’t written a lot about Sadie and her eating, growing, issues lately. Sometimes, especially when things are going fairly well in that area, it slips to the back burner. more

Things That Go Bump in the Night .

I’m always wondering why I torture myself with having a baby monitor for the twins and have come close to ditching it many times. The basic problem with a baby monitor is that they do exactly what they’re supposed to do. more

The Real Housewives Aren't So Real.

A lot of people don’t enjoy voyeuristic television the way I do. There’s a certain type of person who can’t stomach shows like Sex Rehab with Dr. Drew, MTV’s My Sweet 16 (remember that hot cup of crazy?) or that good old syphilitic romp-fest, Rock of Love. more

Chocolate Poisoning.

I’ve been systematically pilfering Elby’s candy since we got home with her loot on Saturday night. Being that it’s now Friday, I’m sick to my stomach. I want to throw the rest of it out but then she’ll ask where it is and I’ll be outed as a thief. more

A Roomba of My Own.

Here’s a big old downside to having three kids under the age of five: dirt. Not just your average dirt but challenging messes, stinky smells, unsightly stains of unknown origin. more

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