Senior year means fourteen college applications, 30 essays, and one mom trying very hard not to log into her son’s account. This week’s blog is a funny, honest look at the lengths parents go to during admissions season, from pricey test prep to the “lightly edited” essay, and why the best essay might be the one your kid writes themselves.

Every holiday season, we lose friends and family to Hallmark Christmas movies, and one lawyer-turned-mom has some questions about the plotlines. Why does everyone quit their careers for a gingerbread shop, and where are the realistic moms in these movies? Her idea for the Hallmark movie we actually need ends with a true Christmas miracle.

Homecoming used to mean a football game, a gym dance, and a quick photo before parents went back to the TV. Today’s Homecoming mom coordinates the wardrobe, the limo, the dinner reservations, the group photos, and a promposal involving at least one Golden Retriever. Here’s a look at how much has changed, how much hasn’t, and who’s really coming out ahead (hint: the florist).

This week's post takes on snoring, the thing married couples fight about constantly but almost never actually discuss. From a Southwest flight seatmate to the eternal "I don't snore" denial from husbands everywhere, to a full rundown of every sleep gadget known to exist, it's a funny, relatable look at what really happens when one person in the house won't admit they're the problem. Spoiler: even the dog's in on it.

This week's blog tackles the age-old question, "How much should I help my child with schoolwork?" spoiler alert: not as little as we pretend. From the poster-board arms race to the science fair where suspiciously professional volcanoes take home ribbons, it’s time us parents take a step back to acknowledge when we’ve gone too far.

With the coming of the most popular month to be born, Monica takes a look at how the birthday party evolves over your kid's childhood, and how you seem to get slowly edged out with every candle blown out.

Remember when Halloween didn't show up until you'd already shaken all the sand out of your beach towels? Monica takes a look at how the holiday now creeps in while it's still 103 degrees outside, and how somewhere between buying her kids’ first costumes and hoarding unlabeled bins of "Spooky Supplies" in the garage, the holiday has become more of a treat for her than any of her kids.

Your kid moved out. His stuff, apparently, did not. This fall's decluttering project doubles as an archaeological dig through your parenting history. Bob the Builder pillows, participation trophies, and a mysterious "IMPORTANT" box of Pokémon cards included. Spoiler alert: the yoga room isn't happening.

From giant candy cones in Germany to chalk sidewalks and cheer tunnels here at home, Monica ranks America's back-to-school traditions. She even suggests a few tweaks to this ever-growing list of traditions to tip the scales back in Mom's favor.

Cursive is dead in schools and Monica has decided that's the best thing to happen to moms in years. Turns out an entire generation raised on Snapchat and secret slang can't read a single word of it, which means moms have quietly inherited an unbreakable code: grocery lists, meatloaf warnings, and brutally honest notes to the babysitter, all hiding in plain sight on the fridge. A love letter to loopy G's, dramatic signatures, and the joy of finally being one step ahead of your kids again.