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.
Today my husband and youngest daughter are set to return home from an overnight stay in the redwoods for Outdoor Education. That means that today is also the end of, what I like to think of as, my Annual Personal Staycation. From the time my husband...
I used to sit there for hours, criss-cross-applesauce, playing, lost in a world that only existed in my dreams. We didn’t have much money back then for fancy toys. While other girls were getting Barbie Dream Houses and the brand new Nintendo system...
I don’t know when the change happened; I think it came gradually. At first it was just another place I had to go, another thing on the schedule, another time as a mom of choosing my kids over me. It must have happened there on the sidelines, feet...
Tonight my mom and I went to the mall, supposedly on an errand, but an errand that landed us in Bath and Body Works with a coupon, conveniently. Fall is already a dangerous time for being in that store, what with their addictive three wick candles...
For days my 11-year-old, Paige, has been sniffing and clearing phlegm from her throat. For days. I have checked her forehead with the back of my hand, and even taken her temperature, worried she was maybe coming down with something. I commented to...
Tessa climbed in bed beside me this morning saying she was not feeling well. Dark circles under her eyes. A sense of sadness on her face. And I didn’t really wonder why. She and I have been struggling so much lately. The one most like me, at 14...
It is 72 days until my first grandbaby is due. (But who’s counting, right?) My daughter, Alena, who is expecting was being thrown a shower by her church, and she invited me and her sisters to come partake in the celebration. Right from the start I...
We’ve always called it her “nest;” The corner of the couch, partially hidden behind the Monstera leaves. She is known to sit there for hours, playing, drawing, staring at her screen. She has since she was much smaller. It is obvious it is a comfort...
Ah, Middle School. So we meet again. This is now my fourth rodeo, and you would think I would be a pro at this, but, as if right on cue, here I am being thrown off the bull again. To any observing bystander, it would probably appear as nothing much...
I finished the painting I’ve been working on in the nursery today. I have my very first grandbaby on the way. Decorating has always been in my wheelhouse. I always get called on to help complete artistic projects, and add my flare to things. While...