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Kelli Stapleton, the mom blogger charged with trying to murder her autistic daughter, pleaded guilty to first-degree child abuse. The plea was entered one day shy of the date Stapleton drove her daughter out to a lake and lit up grills inside her vehicle in an attempted murder-suicide by carbon monoxide.
The plea was part of a plea bargain that drops the attempted murder charge – and of course allows her to avoid a trial. She still faces up to life in prison.
Messica, pregnant forever, has squirked her Quirk.
Felix Alexander Quirk was born August 31st. Congrats to the family!
Cecily Kellogg, doesn’t even need that Babble money, is adding a new “um…sure” listing to her resume – “accountability coach”.
For just $14.99 a week you can hire the stunningly successful at everything Ms. Kellogg to keep you accountable and teach you how to be productive.
This is so ludicrous the only thing I can even say about it is an eyeroll.
It seems little Princess got into some hair wax and had covered herself and her stuffed lion in the stuff. Rather than plop her into her weekly bath, she took the wax covered child into the backyard for a full on photo shoot. She then good- naturedly made a joke about it being time to baby proof her house. This would have gotten a knowing laugh from most mothers if not for the fact that this exact scenario has already been documented by Jenna over a month ago, so it’s not as if she didn’t already know she needed to hide the hair product.
Thankfully T2 is now going back to daycare and Jenna has found even more ways to outsource her life so she can “work” on all her “work” and “businesses”.
One of the ways I’m managing all of this is by outsourcing. I hired my first virtual assistant via odesk.com to work on basic tasks so I have more time for coordinating with advertisers and generating content. I finally have a dependable editor putting together Pinterest Fail posts for me…After several months of trying to squeeze everything in during nap time I found AM daycare for T2 that will allow me to consistently log about 25 hours of work per week.
Saying she hopes this new daycare will “allow me to relax in the evenings”, she goes on to yet again justify all this outsourcing by saying:
I’ve heard lots of successful bloggers talk about how they put in a good 1-3 years of losing sleep to build up their brand, but I don’t think I’m interested in living that way.
With her “never-ending” to-do list Jenna thinks “the key to success here is going to be laying outfits out the night before and eating breakfast in the car”, meaning, I assume, that the children will now be eating all family meals in car seats since she already told the world they also eat their dinner in the car on the way home from daycare.
Oh the crazy life of a #WAHM! I do hope offloading even more of her responsibilities helps her get it all done!
Lizzie Heiselt, not a helicopter mom, has bravely taken to the internets to proclaim her son’s ability to stay home without supervision.
In fact, he’s been asking me if I can let him stay by himself while I do little things around the neighborhood (laundry pick-up, library book return) for over a year now and I’ve been hard-pressed to find a reason why he can’t.
Saying she had been “worried the neighbors might think I was being neglectful and I’d get an unexpected visit from CPS”, her first step was to check the laws of the state to make sure it was legal to leave her 7 year old home alone. Satisfied she “would be able to say…to any nosy neighbors” she was not breaking the law, she decided to test the limits of her son’s ability to take care of himself.
After letting him go downstairs and get the mail, she then chose to try letting him also mind her 2 year old daughter – alone.
I decided to see how my son would do supervising his almost-2-year-old-sister for three minutes in our apartment while I took my 4-year-old down the stairs and back up…when we emerged from the stairwell a couple of minutes later, our apartment door was opened and my daughter was standing by the elevators, waiting, I assumed, for me. My son hadn’t noticed that she had opened the door or that she was not in the apartment.
Lizzie goes on to explain that she knew he was probably too young to care for a toddler on his own, but that it was “eye-opening to see what could happen even in the space of a few minutes”. Still, she declares the idea a success, saying her son can “handle himself at home alone for short periods of time” and run errands inside their apartment building alone.
I’m not into the whole helicopter parenting thing either, but I’m not sure letting a 7 year old run around alone in a New York apartment building is a great idea. Not to be all doomsday about it, but this sounds like a Law & Order episode waiting to happen.