I feel strongly that I should warn you about the nature of this post. It's a whiney, first-world rant of the largest degree. Move forward at your own risk. I'm in a bitch of a mood. It started at 6:30 this morning when Wallace jumped on Pier's head. Piers slept in my room last night … Continue reading Post-Holiday Funk
Morning Mayhem
Parenting Is Like That Old-School Rap Song From Eighth Grade
Where to begin . . . I realized on Tuesday, during the bewitching hour (that would be anytime from 5ish pm until my little ones are deeply slumbering), that Wednesday was a holiday. Which means. . . NO SCHOOL! I'm slowing getting used to a new school schedule that's vastly different from our former school … Continue reading Parenting Is Like That Old-School Rap Song From Eighth Grade
Weekend Get-Away, Back-to-School, and My House Exploded
My kids started school today. First grade for Piers and Kindergarten for Wallace. It's time to put the home front back together. Oh my goodness!! I was gone over the weekend. I drove 8+ hours to visit my college friends. It was wonderful and worth the hassle and all that, but I am spent. Gil … Continue reading Weekend Get-Away, Back-to-School, and My House Exploded
Grief Happens 