Today’s advice is really short, sweet, and to the point: do not have teenagers. You’re still here? Ah; maybe you, like me, haven’t really got a choice. You birthed or adopted a cute little bundle of joy, lived through the terrible twos, survived the first and second set of teeth, and even passed most of … More Why Oh Why Must We Have The Teenage Years?
I am a mother. As such, I do not have a lot of time to write. I have a lot of time to think, but I have yet to invest in some sort of thoughts-to-text translator because my hands are always busy with something. Come to think of it, the thoughts-to-text thing would be a bad … More Seriously, I Need Some Organization
There are a few phrases a parent says that can only mean a bad thing. Mine include: “Don’t worry; it couldn’t get any worse,” “I’m sure it’s washable,” and “What is that?”