Why is it that as soon as I write about how well things are going, like I did in my last post, THE SHIT HITS THE FAN?!! Gil had an early meeting yesterday, so he wasn't able to take the boys to school. Typically he drops them off on his way to work, and then I … Continue reading Some Days There Just Aren’t Enough Rocks
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I’m Allergic
This is a conversation I had with Wallace, my three-year-old, as we were driving to school yesterday. We had to be there early so I could rush to my doctor's appointment at 8:45, so the boys were eating their breakfast in route. Me: "Wallace, did you finish your sandwich already?" Wallace: "No, I gave to … Continue reading I’m Allergic
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