This weekend, we had the distinct honor and unbelievable pleasure of watching our two best friends as they became man and wife. And I can't even write about it now without crying. So, for now, I will just say, here's to you, babes. To you, to life, to crazy love and to your many to-morrows together. We could not love you more.
It feels rather rosie
that my kid and my guy have both become enchanted with "Bye Bye Birdie" in the very same week. Now, if only I could get them both to learn the "Living to Do" choreography that I spent many months of the '90s perfecting then we'd really be in business. Showtunes, FTW!
You mean your toddler
doesn't insist on blinging herself out for bedtime? And another one bites the dust.
Sunday, Monday, Tu(tu)esday…
Some people have days of the week undies. Or socks. And then there are some people with days of the week tutus. Or so I've been told.
Oh, thank goodness!
She's stocked her silo for winter.
Me: “What should we make for breakfast?”
Husband: "Hmmmmm...Can we melt down all of our candy bars into one big candy soup?" To know him is to love him. And to love him is to buy bigger pants.
Oh! I never realized!
Now it all makes sense. Finally!
If you’ve been here since the beginning,
you may remember the day when we got this tutu. And on that day, a day that is now so long ago, I never could have imagined that just over a year later, that tutu would cause my daughter to lay on the ground, kicking her legs, in a screaming, wailing, red-faced, breath-holding tantrum. Why? Because although she ...
Mommyhood, in a nutshell.
My daughter hasn't had a proper nap in 2 days. This afternoon, after two hours of trying to get her down, I gritted my teeth and hissed that she was driving me crazy. She popped the pacifier out of her mouth, smiled broadly and said "Hewo, mommy!" *** She went to bed early tonight. She rested her head on my ...
“Honey, I’m home.”
And suddenly, my Tuesday night got a whole heck of lot better.
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