The time out chair.

This week started out a little rough. I was out of sorts, you could say. Perhaps it's the time of year, or something chemical, but I have found my anxiety to be at an unusually high level. For instance, on Monday, my husband left his phone in the car when he went up to his office. I ...

I mean, why settle for four eyes

when you can have eight? So, yeah, this morning we found out that our baby boy, 10 days shy of his first birthday, will need glasses, just like his big sister. Evidently, though, he is an overachiever, because whereas she didn't need them until she was 13 months old, he is getting them before 12. Atta boy! And though he ...