It’s only day one of fall break, and my 4-year-old has already accused me of not liking him… all because I told him not to jump on the couch. Parenthood is truly a mix of deep breaths, laughter, and moments that make you question everything — including your furniture choices. Welcome to fall break, Boy Mom edition.

Weekdays in our home are a blend of chaos and comedy—between a four-year-old who thinks he’s twenty, and a Pomsky who might actually be his spirit animal. Add in our Chavacon who naps only when silence exists (rarely), and you’ve got a house full of personality and very little quiet.

“You looking good, birthday girl!” My 4-year-old showers me with compliments, even when it’s nowhere near my birthday. If you tell him otherwise, he’ll insist it is. From “check you out” to “I’m proud of you, you did such a good job,” his tiny voice fills our feel-good buckets in the sweetest, most unexpected ways. Of course, in true sour patch kid fashion, the sweetness often follows right after an insult. But that’s life with my little one—spicy and sweet, all wrapped up in love.

When you're a work-from-home mom on summer break, there are no boundaries between meetings and missions to Mars. One minute you’re answering emails, the next you’re dodging aliens and flying a yoga ball spaceship with Woody, Buzz, and Captain MJ. It’s overwhelming, exhausting, and absolutely unforgettable.