We had a rough morning. My nine year old is one of those kids that does everything at the same speed, no matter how many times I asked her to pick up the pace. This particular morning, she decided to eat breakfast. Now usually, eating early in the morning makes her sick, but for whatever reason, today she needed breakfast. An agonizingly slow, leisurely breakfast that included much daydreaming. Oh- she decided this five minutes before we were to walk out the door. Kids, man. I ... View the Post
I Can’t Cook, But My Husband Can! And Other Small Injustices
When it comes to the spectrum of New Year’s resolutions, I generally fall on the “why bother with all that nonsense since I’d never keep it anyways” side of things rather than “I must change my life the instant that the clock strikes midnight.” But this year, I’m contemplating the idea (notice I haven’t entirely committed just yet) of making a resolution this year. So what would be my grand goal? Cooking. Ok, confession time. I hate…no, I loathe cooking. For whatever reason, my brain has ... View the Post