Today was a long day, and I’m tired. My hands hurt, my feet hurt, and I’m worn out after a long weekend of yard work, watching kids, and generally getting things done. The kids are now in bed
This holiday, we’re not volunteering anywhere. We’re not donating a turkey. We’re not picking a name off an Angel Tree, dropping off Toys for Tots, or claiming a foster kid name and making their Christmas wish come true. We’re
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