AuthorMom Outnumbered

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.

A Passport and a Wig

The homeschool coordinator came today. She comes once every week. She didn’t even let me go home with her afterwards, either. (Rude) Her excuse of “a whole bunch of other appointments with other families” seemed kind of weak, if you ask me. On this...

A Life of Christmases

It’s funny for it to be September, and for you to find yourself in the center of a Christmas decor aisle, but there I was, and boy was I feeling committed to it. I’d force my 2020 mood into submission if it was the very last thing I did. Mom’s...

By the Tip of my Tongue

I stopped scrolling as I came upon what looked to be a photo of myself: A mountain goat hanging onto a completely vertical cliff with just four small hooves and what appeared to be also the tip of it’s little goaty tongue. Looking like it was no big...

And We Aren’t Burned by Fires

Part of you starts to expect that kind of call. All of you dreads the time when it will come. One minute you’re passing the salad around the table, telling your kids to eat one more bite, and the next minute the phone rings and that bite count...

We’ll Fink of Fings

So, I decided to homeschool my 8 year old this year. Her school wasn’t offering distance learning, and I didn’t feel comfortable with a 5-day-a-week plan quite yet, so I decided to homeschool her, instead. Paige has always been extra attached to me...

Ode to How She Survived

I miss the days when kids went places where I wasn’t I miss it today extra bad They huff and they sigh and they eat all the cream cheese And I wish just ONCE they would go ask their dad Just….Why do they open cereal boxes this way? Why do they spit...

Bright Eyes and Square Shoulders

I was well into my monologue on all of the reasons why the decisions for this upcoming school year felt daunting, and why the pressure for teaching them well felt on. My mother sat still except for a nod. What if my teaching skills came up lacking...

A Vacation from What About Me

I knew from the moment my friend had posted the photos of her family’s trip to Lake Tahoe that I had to have it for myself. These months of quarantine have been getting to us all, and I just needed to get OUT. So we planned the trip, and five days...

And We Don’t Run Away

I think we have all been needing a break from each other. Fantasies of knapsacks, and train tracks. At least a few days away. It’s showing up in how forcefully the dishwasher gets loaded. It’s showing up in how often we sigh. In the long looks with...

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