The mountains of laundry. The undone dishes. The undressed children. The unvacuumed floor. The un-picked-up floor. All attributed to my inability to put Benjamin down. Yes, I know I could have put him in the sling. But I enjoyed the excuse. Don’t judge. Oh, the...
I don’t love to shop. I love the concept of shopping. I love getting new things. I love packages in the mail. I hate decisions. And when you are shopping for car seat? The decisions are life-and-death! LATCH? 5-Point Harness? Memory foam? 40lb weight limit? 65lb...
Your first runny nose. Your first red-rimmed eyes. Your first real fever. Your first sleepless night. Your first little sneezes, and sniffles, and coughs. I hold you close. I sing to you softly. I share in your pain, your discomfort, your ills. I want you to...
Is it poor form for a wife to say this to her husband? Or just if she says it every time she should. Something I find myself telling Josh over and over is this: “Make sure there is a clean diaper underneath the baby before you take off the messy one.” Josh...
However, with our budget, I don’t get to do so very often. So when the pediatrician told us this morning that Benjamin has officially outgrown the car seat, my heart did a little dance. Yay. I get to shop. Doctor’s orders. But, yes, in case you were adding...
