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
Aloha from Maui. This is my second attempt at writing a post about our family trip to Hawaii. I deleted the first one because immediately
This has been a week. That’s a cliche. But it’s been a week. Forgive me for using a cliche to express my thoughts — I
I never truly understood the term ‘“I’ve created a monster” until I had children. More specifically, I never understood it until my son turned about
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
If I were to bill my hours like the lawyer I once was (for a very brief period), here’s what this morning would look like: