How can I love being a SAHM one minute and ask my five-year-old to “please, please give Mommy just one minute by herself” the next?
Do you think the reason the plant on my back deck is dying is that the baby keeps pulling off all the blossoms? (I rue the day I let her help me deadhead.)
How to lactose-intolerant people survive a PB&J sandwich?
Why does Teyla keep waking up from her naps crying inconsolably, even on the days (and mornings) when she’s had good sleep?
How do fruit flies get into my house? (Don’t answer that.)
I don’t even like yogurt. Why can’t I stop entertaining the idea of making some from scratch?
Connor is scheduled to get his pre-kindergarten immunizations Wednesday. At what point do I tell him he’s getting shots?
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