Apparently I suck at juggling because I’m always dropping the ball. Here too. Today, I realized it’s been way too long since I posted last, and I feel guilty about that. At the same time, I’m tired. I’m hurting.
My oldest got the gamer gene. He started off playing on the Wii, mastered the old-school Mario game on his inexpensive game pad, and is begging to play Minecraft. I have not even mentioned Fortnight yet. One of our
I should know by now not to be surprised at what comes out of my son’s mouth. After all, I’ve had 8 years to get used to this kid. Some days it’s a good surprise, some days I wonder
If you have a kid like mine who thrives on schedules, routine, and familiar surroundings, then here’s a few critical things to know. Don’t move. Don’t uproot from one state to another, sell the only house he’s ever known,
“Count to four, mommy!” she screamed at me, as she stormed through the living room. She plopped down on the chair, hands itching to throw something. Her feet drummed against the floor and the chair legs, full of restless