I creep into my son's room on Monday morning and gently break the news to him. "Honey, it's time to get up and get ready to school." I recognize the sound he makes. It sounds like a balloon letting all its air out. Or maybe more like a whoopee cushion being sat on very slowly. It's the sound of a … [Read more...]
Gimme a Break
We've always known how lucky we are, having all four grandparents living no more than a 10 minute drive from us. We've never paid for a babysitter. We get out regular for kid-free nights with friends. We are very fortunate. Last night I blow dried my hair (I never do that), I slapped on some … [Read more...]