There’s something about the unfiltered and still maturing brain that can bring out the most interesting of thoughts and observations from a child. My daughter is no exception.
All right. I’ll admit it. I have Pinterest envy. It is the worst invention for uncrafty, underachieving women and moms everywhere. Don’t get me wrong. I love it. It’s filled
Ah, the school pick-up line. 5 days a week of observations, expletives, misery and sometimes not so deep thoughts. Who knew something so seemingly simple would turn into
My 8-year-old went to the nurse’s office last week because she had developed red patches on her arms. Thankfully, it turned out to be harmless but she tells
