Well…it’s Sunday. And what do we do on Sundays? Can I get a high five for football and grocery shopping??!! And by football and grocery shopping, I don’t mean that we are tossing the pigskin down the aisles, I mean that OB is watching football and the girls and I are trying to make it…
Brad Pitt once taught me that there are two certainties in life: death and taxes. (He taught me this in Meet Joe Black; in case you’re not a Brad Pitt expert.) Well I say that there are two certainties on Sundays: laundry and grocery shopping. Princess Rapunzel did not want to grace the grocery store…
So this Saturday was the one that I had to work which left me with only one weekend day to do all the things. While I prefer to leave Sundays plan-free so that I can wash a minimum of six loads of laundry, do the grocery shopping, clean up the house, and prepare meals for…
“Arm! Arm! Arm!” This is what my almost-two-year-old is saying to me as she points to her arm that she is currently coloring with markers. I’m not 100% sure if she’s exclaiming, “Arm!” so as to show off her latest art installation, or if it’s more like, “Arm?” kind of asking me (albeit too late)…
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