This is Eduardo. My daughter propped him up at the library check-out counter and loaned him her biology text book.
A few weeks ago my husband had to have semi-emergency surgery. I say “semi” because we kind of knew it […]
I cannot sit by and watch kids get murdered. It’s not okay with me. And writing is about the only skill I have that I can apply to the problem.
A few days ago, the hummingbird nest outside my window was finally vacated. The little bird dipped low and swooped into the sky.
For my birthday last weekend, the kids got me this waterproof notepad for the shower. I love it, but I think the kids love it even more.
When my alarm went off the next morning, I’d curse yesterday me for being such a selfish bitch. Yesterday me used to make things so difficult.
This morning I looked up and saw Clair perched on the edge of the nest feeding two teeny tiny hummingbird hatchlings.