Dear Evan and Lulu, I say this to you a lot. It could be worse. When Robie chews all your stuffed animals I tell you “It could be worse” because I know that I’ve already thrown away 250 mangled dolls, books, bubbles, puzzles, markers, and much more of your belongings that became carnage of Robie’s wrath. It could be
Read moreDear Evan and Lulu, This week you both had your tonsils out. The hospital had figured out a system so the two of you never had to be without a parent except for the 20 minutes you were actually in surgery. You checked in together. You put on your gowns together. Your dad walked one into the surgery
Read more2013 has not been the greatest year for our household. Let me be clear, we have had some amazing moments. However, it has not been the healthiest year we’ve experienced. If I met me in the last year I would have to heavily consider whether or not I am a hypochondriac. I’m not, for the record, I just really disliked
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Chop Wood, Carry Water 