I Live Under a Rock
Several weeks ago when driving home from swimming lessons, my husband asked me if I had heard about…
Several weeks ago when driving home from swimming lessons, my husband asked me if I had heard about…
My children know that whenever they proclaim, “Mama, I’m hungry,” I will immediately answer something along the lines…
This week I dropped off my big girl at school for her first day of first grade. What…
“Adventure” is a high-frequency word at our house. Anything from a visit to Bass Pro to see the…
I am not a Southerner. I still don’t fully understand the double-name thing, I didn’t have a clue…
There have been many defining moments in my motherhood journey so far, but one stands out in particular…
I am about to drop what the kids call a “truth bomb.” There are only 24 hours in…
Dear Mom carrying that giant bag, I see you. I know how each and every item in said…
My biggest pet peeve is waste. I detest (because, according to my five-year-old, “we don’t say ‘hate’”) wasting food,…
My first-born recently started kindergarten. Her school does what is called a “staggered start,” meaning that she only…