The second Parents Ask episode, featuring a slice of our Groenevelt lunacy, went live yesterday. It’s called ‘Mom of All Ages.’ A title the producer and I didn’t see eye to eye on. I really thought they should have gone with ‘Mom Loses Her Shit,’ but it wasn’t my call to make.
I worked with Katie again; she’s the one who produced the other episode I ‘did’ for Parent’s Ask. Both times I’ve sent her a mishmash of video. Hours and hours of footage of my feet mixed in with shaky shots of kids snacking. Somehow, she’s taken it, bent it and stretched it into really polished pieces.
After the last episode, ‘Sibling Rivalry,’ Katie asked if I had any other parenting questions I’d like one of their experts to answer. What? Didn’t I already give her a list of my questions? Don’t play dumb with me Katie, you know dang well I wanted to do the ‘How to Keep Pants on My Child?’ video. But, I decided to let it go, and instead asked her if we could do, ‘How to Control My Child’s Compulsive Gambling.’ Shot down AGAIN!
I also suggested we do an episode on that time I touched Gwen Stefani’s elbow at the American Girl Place in Chicago. She emailed me back, and politely wrote that an episode on my celebrity sighting probably wasn’t the “direction” Parents Ask wanted to go, but how about asking the experts that other question on the list? The one about parenting children of divergent ages. She had the list after all!
So that’s what we did. And even though I didn’t get to ask one of their experts how to keep pants on my two year old, I think in the end, it worked out for the best.
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Boy, I don't know about you but that advice made me feel even more anxious. I imagine your house is as chaotic as mine, and she just gave you a monster of a to-do list that there's no way I could accomplish. How can you make time for yourself, for Ben, for your relationship with Ben, find relaxed time with Lexi, give everyone individual time and doesn't she know there are only so many hours in a day? Oh, but don't forget to enjoy it all! My head is swimming; my heart is racing.
HAHAHA! What did you expect her to say? Secretly pack a small suitcase, wait for them to fall asleep, coast your car down the driveway and then start the ignition halfway down the block? No? Well, that would have been my recommendation.