This way you feel less weird or less weird your still looking at my underwear drawer trying to figure out why would I still have maternity underwear when my youngest is seven.
Child Is Missing. The Store is Eating Kids Again.
I have never “lost” a child when we are out and about. I know it can happen easily and I also know we have been fortunate with three boys and twins to boot. it is common knowledge, to parents of twins, that they only run in opposite directions. If you ever see a set of toddler twins with their ankles tied together, don’t judge. I knew our youngest wasn’t really, “MISSING!”
Teenagers? I just want to survive two, twelve year-olds.
We watched “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close” with our boys last night. Honestly, the thought of watching it didn’t appeal to me as I don’t like sad movies. We are going through some growing pains with our twin twelve year-olds and we thought it might be a good idea to make them realize WE MIGHT […]
Another holiday that tries to turn me into a liar…
The spirit of the Easter Bunny is real I guess. Why does every holiday want to turn me into a liar?
After this I deserve a belly button restoration…
After the hospital didn’t have a “latex free induction room” available I was sent home to wait with a restaurant like pager that lights up when I am allowed to give birth. After my due date came and went and my Mother-in-Law was due to fly back the next day I was forced to lie! […]