The other night, I sat on my porch and watched Isabella being Isabella. She was in pajamas even though it was only about 6:30, and was holding a lollipop, jumping rope, while chasing a butterfly across our front lawn. Summer. Sure our weather felt nothing like summer and we wore…
It’s amazing how productive a person can be when given a few hours to herself. Now just imagine how productive a work-at-home mom can be when given a few child-free hours during hell week**. (The answer is very, VERY) First thing I was productive at? Eating 6 Oreos. Also,…
Isabella: Wah, I’m tried, and cranky, and hungry, and thirsty, and hot, and Josh is looking at me and Emily’s elbow is touching me. That was the scene in the car on the way home from Wonderland. That’s pretty typical for Isabella. Amazing, until she’s not anymore. The child is…
