Next, I’m buying some Pop Rocks and soda and we are going to party.
Santa is obviously a huge fan of Pinterest, you guys. What a sheep.
The evil of motion pictures and why I should have raised them on an isolated farm where they have to churn their own butter.
A rare moment when Marlo isn’t shouting marching orders to her sister through a megaphone.
I know. You’re wondering where her glasses are. You are not alone.
Not so much an adventure in finding help as it is a lot of luck and living in a state where everyone is exposed to kids.
In fifteen years she’ll be spending her weekends just like this but for very different reasons.
I really hope that Marlo’s preschool teachers are reading this today.
… stuffy head, fever.. why yes I DO memorize all cold medicine commercials. What?
Cliché or tradition, it never hurts to take inventory of they who make my life so wonderful.