Eight Things My Kids Don’t Need To Know
🍺 My room was disgusting. Dirty dishes piled up under my bed, and mountains of 1) clean, 2) worn-but-wearable, and 3) downright nasty clothes covered the floor. The quickest way…
Con’GRAD’ulations To My Firstborn
Original Post May 2015 Moments after we finally met, I whispered “I hope I don’t forget to feed you.” An image of my goldfish floating upside down briefly swam to…
