I Abhor The Silence

Silence is not golden in my home. Silence means someone is doing something they shouldn’t. Silence means one of my favorite articles of clothing is getting colored on or Donnie’s toolbox is being dumped on the floor and examined for the most dangerous item to be used as a hairbrush. Silence means clothes are being dragged out of every drawer and strewn across a bedroom. Silence means books are being taken of shelves and uncovered and possibly, if I’m really... Read More

Phones Are Tools Of The Devil

Non-topical photo that I took at the fountains last night. SOOC! When I was working in an office, any family business that needed to be handled by phone (Doctor’s appointments, consultation schedules, maintenance calls etc.) for the family were done by me. I never really questioned this because; while MrZ and I both hate the phone, I accept that I hate it less and probably handle those kind of issues better than he does. No big deal. But now that I’m at home all... Read More

Playing in Puddles! Or Not. You know. Whatever.

Letting your kids jump in puddles is the cliche thing you do/say that indicates you allow those free-spirited and KRAZEE activities in your family. That’s just the go-to activity that demonstrates, Hey! I’m not a boring Mom! I used to let LilZ do it all the time because we lived in this apartment complex that would have fantastic puddles in the parking lot after a good rain. I don’t like mud puddles, but parking lot puddles? Not a problem for me! Jump away! Splash... Read More

What Are Your Thoughts On…

…those Keurig brewer single cup coffee maker thingies? I’ve been thinking about replacing my coffee maker with one forever since I rarely drink a full pot anymore but the morning I try to make less? The mornings I want more. Also? Less messy. But the k-cups are kinda pricey, not sure how it all balances out. Do you have one? Your thoughts? …people who turn every news story into a way to pit Republicans against Democrats. I didn’t like it with Katrina... Read More

It’s All Futile. But Awesome! Sometimes.

I get frustrated by the minutia of parenting declarations sometimes. Participation trophies make our children grown up with a false and heightened sense of self-worth! Putting our daughters in pink and our boys on tball teams before they’re old enough to ask for either is enforcing gender stereotypes! HFCS and Processed Cheese will increase the chances that our children are obese and depressed! Breast is Best! Crying it out is the only way a child learns to comfort himself! I... Read More

Hi. I’m Kim.

This is my blog that I've been writing on since January, 2004. I call myself Zoot as it's a derivative of an old childhood nickname. I used to write about my struggles to have children, but eventually I succeeded and now, I write a lot about those kids. I don't use my kid's exact names simply because if someone Googles their very unique names in the future, I don't want them stumbling upon my entries about boobsweat. I mean, would you hire someone whose Mom writes openly about such topics? NO. YOU WOULD NOT.

I love taking pictures and carry my camera (almost) everywhere I go. This means you'll see a lot of photos on this site. I also periodically post recipes I like as I've been slowly (but surely) learning to cook and I like to share my discoveries. Finally? I'm an annoying pop culture fanatic so I'll periodically ramble about Hunger Games or the latest Parks and Recreation.

I hope you like it here. If not? Please don't tell me. I cry easily.
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