Kids change everything. No, really. They change everything. There are many things they change for the better. So before you get all bent out of shape and say I don’t appreciate my beautiful children read this: A Letter to My Boys and then maybe this: No One Ever Said It Would Be Easy. See I do. I love every ounce of my two boys but let’s be honest they change things and there are some things that will never quite be the same. READ MORE
“The threads”, yells Bug in a blood curdling scream.
“The threads, they’re hurting my toes!”
Here we are: another rainy day rushing out of the house and another fight with Bug over which socks are the most comfortable with his rain boots. Tomorrow it will be which socks go with his gym sneakers and I’ll get to hear “the threads, the threads” all over again. READ MORE
Warning: This post is Rated PG13 for containing colorful language, and may not be suitable for people who do not have a sense of humor. If this offends you, please read no further, I promise it won’t hurt my feelings
Let’s be honest, as far as birthdays are concerned, after 21, it’s all downhill.
I don’t mean to be so cynical about it, but it’s true. I mean, I have literally never in my life heard someone exclaim with joy, “Guess what guys, I turn 30 next week. I am SO excited!” have you? I didn’t think so. So yeah, that’s where I am in life, turning 30, the big 3-OH, or dirty 30, whatever they are calling it these days. READ MORE