You may not know this, but there are several reality t.v shows based on the life of my family. Though we don’t get any credit for them, nor make a nice chunk of change. Wouldn’t that be nice though. Minus the humiliation that comes along with being followed by cameras and having millions of people viewing you, judging you and taking to the internet to verbally bash you. I’d like to think our life is far more entertaining, and since we have no one here to edit it (though there are many times through out the day I wish I could have a do over) it’s real.. all day every day..

Let me break this whole reality t.v. talk down for you. We own a tattoo studio, love guns and the 2nd amendment, have chickens, bunnies etc.. enjoy homesteading- though many like to call it ‘prepping’.. I dislike that term (for reasons I refuse to disclose).. I have entirely to much junk that I’ve accumulated over the years, and have two unruly little boys. So lets see.. “Miami Ink, “American Guns”, “Doomsday Preppers”, “Hoarders” and most def “Super nanny”. The little ones and myself also enjoy fist pumping through out the day.. but I’d hardly say we belong on the Jersey shore.

So Welcome to my blog. :) Let me introduce myself, I’m Jenn. I’m a 28 year old heavily tattooed mommy of two beautiful boys, Abram 2 and Gunnar 5. I am also the wife of an insanely talented tattooist, and devoted husband and father. There’s far more to me than that.. but it’s a great start eh?

Let it Begin…

The first thing I do in the morning, is pee..(of course wash my hands) brush my teeth, make my family breakfast, clean and theeen finally eat. I rarely have company, but find that no matter how many times a day I clean; it’s the 15 minutes of sitting on the couch while the children play and destroy it that someone decides to finally pop in. Leaving them with the impression that I do nothing through out the day. I often wonder too, how would “wife swap” (the t.v. show) work out in my life? It’d be pretty boring going to someone else home and not being able to scream at their children. And the poor lady that would be replacing me, would leave and immediately seek a therapist.

People often say they envy the fact that I get to stay at home with my children all day. Those people obviously  see a stay at home mommy as a fantasy.. all lollipops and rainbows.. Like everything flows. Everything jives.. there are no moments of chaos. It’s all sitting on the couch watching t.v., teaching your children the essentials they need to learn to survive life. In reality, it’s a bunch of screaming for them to do what you want them to.. praying constantly for your nerves to be at ease.. and finally realizing the only way that’s going to actually take place is by taking your xanax as prescribed.

Oookay, so it’s not that bad. All the time anyways. I’m lucky to get to watch my children grow. To get to experience them learning new things first hand as opposed to hearing about it. And as annoying as they can be, their also very entertaining and comical.

I guesss it’s time to throw this in as well- Screaming is not the answer. It only teaches them that screaming is the way to get your point across. Yet, spanking doesn’t work either. That too teaches them that if someone one is doing something inappropriate, you must spank them. —that doesn’t go over to well with other children. I’ve also learned that my ‘parenting’ comes across as being bossy. As my five year old can not have a play date with out telling his friends exactly what must be done. -I think he’d make a great coach. It’s as if he has a play book for every move that must be made for every moment his friends will be staying. Maybe he’s trying to be the leader.

After breakfast, Gunnar’s day starts like this: He lets the chickens out, feeds and waters the rabbits and then searches for eggs before he’s off to preschool. While Abram spends his day something like this:

and this…

and when Gunnar returns home from school.. I sometimes get to see this-

And through out the day I get to put these…

back in the other side of the fence where they belong..

While I’m really dreaming I could be doing this…