I lost my favorite pair of jeans today. They aren’t in the washing machine or in my closet or in my bathroom or on the floor…anywhere. I’m sure they will turn up someplace ridiculous, like the time my wunder unders were in Isabella’s pajama drawer which is really weird because…
This morning was a total gong show. There weren’t the right foods in our mostly empty post-vacation fridge. Gong. Isabella was too tired to get out of bed. She didn’t have the right shirt. Or pants. Or socks. Or underpants. Gong. The oatmeal overflowed all over the inside of the…
I thought it was safe to say that we were leaving all of the vomit and coughing behind in 2013, but alas, the best laid plans of houses filled with 15 people and a boatload of germs are often filled with more bouts of stomach flu, so I am entering…
