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
One pin at a time
No Guilt
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
Not the best juggler in the world
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.
No, I’m Not Taking It Away
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
Tints and Shades and Dryers
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