Yet another developmental milestone whose rewards are in direct proportion to the years it takes off of your life.
Any major theme park is going to have a hard time impressing Marlo after the the party we threw when the lights went out.
A zoology lesson with the preschooler while the fourth-grader was at piano lessons.
I apologize if the images alone get any part of that movie stuck in your head for two straight days. Worry not, you are not alone.
What’s that saying? Never work with children or animals? Is that it? Then I’m definitely doing it wrong.
So much more satisfying than sitting in a dark bar and paying through the nose for a watered down drink.
I chose not to yell about vaccinations in this post except for the part where I yelled about vaccinations in this post.
Yesterday she asked me if fifth grade is going to be harder than fourth grade and I pretended to black out so that I could change the subject.
You know what would be amazing? A Hair Blogging Conference. CREDIT ME WHEN YOU MAKE THIS HAPPEN.
Hopefully I’m still around when she gets married so I can tell this story to the entire gathering.