Mommygraphs

Once upon a time I went to college. I learned a lot of stuff. I created complicated graphs on the computer, participated in intellectual discussions about the universe and read really, really thick books written by people who died a long, long time ago. I don't do those things anymore.

They say that having children kills brain cells and it must be true because today, while my kids were coloring, I asked someone to pass me "that thing with the cap on it that writes." You know, a marker. 

I wondered what kind of information overload was happening in my brain to cause me to forget the word "marker." So I decided to dust off my old collegiate knowledge and put it to good use.

While my kids did their coloring, I made a graph.

No, my percentages do not add up to 100.
Obviously all this Mommy knowledge leaves no room for mathematical computations. Duh. 

That was fun. I made some more.

When this occurs, you have two options:
1. Endure an epic meltdown
2. Send your child to school with remnants of last night's dinner on his shirt
(I have done both.)

I saw a little wall hanging like this at a boutique once,
except that one was about dogs. I like it better with kids.

Well, I guess that degree was worth it after all. 

Of course, if I were in college all these graphs would be perfectly typed and neatly arranged with the use of some high-tech computer program. But today I'll have to settle for the backside of a preschool newsletter and some "things with caps on them that write."

If you like these, check out Mommygraphs Part 2

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