A Caution To Those Who Enter Our Home
Family, Friends, Countrymen: I feel compelled to offer a warning of what waits for you upon entering our humble abode. Not only will I feel better in the hopes of abating any potential surprises and provide some lowered expectations, but you will have a better idea of the battle zone you’re about to walk into….
No More Toys Allowed
I’m done with the crap. I’m done with the overflowing bins of toys collecting dust. I’m done tripping over cars and blocks on a daily basis. I’m done finding dinosaurs in the laundry hamper and plastic farm animals in my bed. I’m done. When I look around my house, I’m surrounded by colorful, loud, annoying junk that hardly…
Please, Go Ask Your Father
To My Dearest Children The apples of my eye. I love you, I do, but we need to gain some clarity on a couple of things. I must remind you, I am not your only parent. You know that person you call ‘dada’? The one you run to when mom says, “No”. Not only is he…
Enjoying The Post-Delivery Hospital Staycation
Of course, I’m excited to finally meet this bundle of joy I’ve been carrying around in my uterus for the past nine months, but I’m also very excited about the promise of a three-day, two-night stay at the hospital. It’s not exactly a vacation in the traditional sense, but it’s the closest thing I will have…
