December 23 18

Recently, Isabella came home distraught. Her friend, it seemed, as eighth grade friends often do, exclaimed “OMG I’m so upset I’m going to die!” My sweet and sensitive soul of girl, though, still knee-deep in wading the waters of missing her cousin terribly, of feeling an India-shaped hole in her…

December 14 18

My life is a literal constant carousel of things my children want me to watch. “Just look at these meme,” the littlest one says. “Read this chart — those are my math grades. And this one. It shows how the Packers are going to make the playoffs,” the middlest one…

December 13 18

I may have mentioned once — read: four thousand times — that Emily is graduating high school in June. {YOU GUYS, EMILY IS GRADUATING HIGH SCHOOL HOLD ME} Because of this, many things are happening. Thing the first: I need to come to terms with the fact and I, in…