Hi!
My name is Kerri Green;
Wife to Justin, and mother to four highly entertaining daughters
-Alena, Chloe, Tessa, and Paige.
I am an artist, a writer, a daycare provider,
a lover of people, a believer that there is humor and beauty in all things,
and the author of Mom Outnumbered;
a blog about real family life, and my observations of it.
My goal is to make people laugh,
to be there for them when they cry,
and most importantly,
to let them know that they are not at all alone in this up and down world.
I live with my family in Sebastopol California, and I am opening the window into our life.
So welcome!
Come in.
Sit down.
Just please don’t mind the mysterious wet spots.
It began when she tried introducing our new kitten, and chose to do it by shoving him out with straight arms and just blurting, “This is Seuss. We’re going to be letting him go outside soon.” Maggie just blinked at the dangling kitten and didn’t...
Maybe it’s just being in my 40’s that has turned me this way, but making food for people has become more of an annoyance than a passion like it was in the old days. It’s just that dinner has to happen SO MUCH. Every day seems excessive, no? I can’t...
We waited against the wall of the bagel shop for our names to be called. All she had asked was that we go there in the morning. Outside was grey from the fog. The gloomy sky seemed to match the mood of your 14th birthday landing in the midst of a...
Tomorrow my baby, Paige, turns nine years old. Nine – So much less round than eight. It sounds too old when I say it, so today I begged for her to just let me pay her to stay eight for one more year. “I don’t think that’s even possible,” she...
I got a new car this weekend. It really was far beyond time, being that the entire back trunk panel of the van I had been driving had fallen off on the inside right into my hands, and the windshield was cracked, and the sliding doors no longer would...
I hear the voices saying this attack on the capitol was because those people felt like their voices were not being heard. It brings to me the remembrance the voice of black people mourning those of them killed, or unjustly arrested. I ask you to...
So, here we are in a brand new year that, so far, feels pretty much like the same old one. The house is still a mess of drooping Christmas decor, the dog needs to be groomed so badly that he cannot even see, and applying mascara and chapstick still...
By about the 20th wrapped present I needed the reminder that sometimes joy is a thing we often have to step toward. The excitement I feel in the beginning of December always begins to get a little worn a few months in as I try to find parking, and...
I had a little idea the other day, and asked my girls what they thought. “What if we decorated the mailboxes?” I asked them. “No one will even know it was us.” By their scrunched up faces I could tell they didn’t understand why we would do such a...
I had been going strong for weeks. Decorating, and shopping, and generally making things happen the way that moms do. The push to make Christmas feel extra, well, EVERYTHING this year has been strong. Whereas we may have always done 6 strands of...