Home Is Where the Meanies Aren’t
Middle school is brutal. My girls frequently come home bearing tales of the latest classroom or bus drama fueled by gossip, hurt feelings, and poor coping skills. Last week was […]
Middle school is brutal. My girls frequently come home bearing tales of the latest classroom or bus drama fueled by gossip, hurt feelings, and poor coping skills. Last week was […]
I worked out in front of my girls today. I didn’t want to exercise at all. It was after 5:00 pm, I was tired, the house was warm, the girls […]
Brian and I are tired. Beyond the normal responsibilities of adulthood and parenting, we’ve been taxed by the additional duties of working through grief and trying to adopt our girls. Add in […]
This morning I arrived home to a note from the garbage collectors saying they spotted a large snake making its way into my garage. Reading the note, I instantly felt […]