They are once so small, so very small, that the rock n' plays and swings seem to cover it all. And then the Bassinet. Rebuffed at every turn it met. Moved onto our pack n' plays, no fancy cribs for us. They huffed and they puffed and eventually settled in with little fuss. Good Morning, …
Things We Laugh About LATER: The Sickness
These babes o' mine have not really been sick in their 2-plus years outside of my belly. So we've had a killer run avoiding the yuck. HOWEVER. There is a first time for everything and we belly-flopped into the great unknown world of bodily functions that we had previously only heard tell of from others …
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Good Morning, My Sunshines
If you would have told me just a few short years ago that mornings, early mornings sunny mornings foggy mornings snowy mornings cold and rainy mornings - ANY MORNINGS - would be my favorite, I would have said, you must be joking. But when you open that door in the morning. When you walk up …
Too Sober For This 