Note to the Man Cave: Less Bleach

WP_20150815_17_38_52_ProWhen the Man Cave first relocated to Manhattan, we lived in an apartment that had a large laundry room outside of our unit … and thus, I introduced my sons to the concept of doing their own laundry.

Armed with a laundry-payment card — to activate the washers and dryers — as well as detergent and dryer sheets, they were taught to wash their own clothes. Continue reading

The recessive gene conundrum

Wheel of Fortune-geneMy youngest, through the genetic wheel-of-fortune, is a blonde haired green-eyed boy.

As chance would have it, his school is full of predominately dark haired, beautifully brown-eyed students.

SO. He has become the go-to example in his biology class.

He said, “Mom, anytime she (his teacher) needs to point to an example of recessive genes, it’s ME: ‘Blonde, green eyed- oh heck! Just look at William.’” Continue reading

The Mom nose knows

noseAccording to scientists, the human nose can detect one TRILLION different odors, far more than previously thought. As the Mom of the Man Cave, this comes as no surprise. Stay with me. Odors in a Man Cave aren’t necessarily BAD. There’s the scent that shows hubby has splurged for the lovely maple-y flavored bacon; the scent of fresh clean baby boy — my FAVORITE when the little men were very little; and the scent of freshly scrubbed home.

But being the Mom of the Man Cave means I have developed not only an extra set of eyes, but extra-sensitive nostrils. I would wager that women who live in Man Caves can detect a QUADRILLION different scents.

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