Today, my friend Katie posted the following on Facebook:
“Three is the hardest age ever. Seriously.“
and I laughed.
Not at whatever hardship she was experiencing today on the other end of the computer screen, but because I felt her pain.
My response to her was:
“Maybe you should say hardest age . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: The Hardest Age… Ever.
Last night was a quiet night.
I ordered Chili’s to go.
We cracked an alcoholic beverage.
We put our teething infant to bed and sent our preschooler to her room to play.
We turned off the living room lights, watched Grey’s Anatomy and we waited for Scandal to come on.
The day . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: All Was Quiet
I’m not sure when we stopped praying together over dinner, but we did.
And the other night, Chris looked at me and said “babe, we need to start praying again before we eat.”
“I know,” I said. And then I added “well, I do pray, but in my head.”
“Me too.” He . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: She Taught Her to Pray
My baby girl turned four.
And in the midst of all of this insanity and trying to get back to normalcy, I took the time to celebrate her awesomeness.
We got her a cake and head down to her BFFs house to celebrate and she just loved it.
. . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: Four and Fabulous
There you are. Glad you haven’t left… ya know, since it’s been so quiet around here.
There are so many things I want to do or have been meaning to do and haven’t.
I am beyond busy, not that you aren’t busy, but yeah… I’m busy.
I’m trying to adjust to this new life. . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: Adjusting to This Life
On the first day of this glorious new year I had an experience that had me wondering, so like always, I put a question out there into the Twitterverse. Cause, you know, the people of the Interwebs never let me down when it comes to responding to my inane thoughts.
Me: “Ladies, . . . → Click Here To Read The Full Blog Post: The One Where I Talk About Friendships