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I killed my strawberries. Not on purpose. I didn’t actively wish death on the strawberry plant. But also, I admit I didn’t try very hard

Here’s how dinner with my almost-three-year-old son went last night. Fellow parents, you feel me. Miles would only eat corn if it’s out of a

“The universe gave me a child because it knew I needed to learn how to be patient.” — I heard this on a podcast, and

I’m obsessing over something this week. Maybe it’s silly, and maybe it’s not. That’s why I’m obsessing over it, I think: Because I don’t know

Welp. Just got back from a family trip to the old pumpkin patch. It was … terrible. And honestly, I think I expected it to

I would say my 3-year-old son is so good at negotiating that he should become a lawyer when he grows up. But I’m technically a

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