Hey Averi, PETA called. And they want to speak with you. RELAX, people! No animals were harmed in the making of this blanket. But I can’t say the same about the double quarter pounder with cheese I had for lunch.
This story is told with the permission of my friend as it pertains to her son. And even though I have changed names to protect the innocent, it’s one of those stories you don’t tell unless you ask the mother.
I post the following photos of our precious son with no apologies but with absolute certainty that someone will look at them and say, “I can’t believe she actually published those photos of her poor son!” And that person will probably be my mother. But that is because she’s long past dealing with daily tantrums […]
I don’t like to think that my husband and I are lazy parents, but we totally are. In some ways. I’m not exactly proud of it. But let’s just be real here. Take this scenario, for example: It’s 10 p.m., and we realize we have NO MILK. If you know our two-year-old, you understand what […]
Motherhood. There’s nothing quite like it. I would venture to say that Martha Stewart’s sentence vacation in a federal prison was more like a Caribbean holiday compared to the trenches of motherhood. I bet no one pooped on her in there. No one stood next to her and purposefully peed on her foot like she […]