A few years back, we told our oldest about Santa. He was eleven at the time. And by 'we' I mean my husband, because in all actuality, I was a coward, and just couldn't bring myself to destroy my son's childhood. And guess what? It did not go well. So when my middle turned eleven… Continue reading Telling the Truth…About Santa
Is it wrong to be sick of my kids? I mean, like, really sick of my kids. Like I need a break from them and they've only been home from school for like, 5 minutes. But as soon as they get off the bus, it starts. "I want ice cream." "I wanna go for a… Continue reading Moms, Can You Relate to This?
So I have chickens. 6 of them. If you knew me, you'd know that I'm not a chicken-raisin' kind of girl. Chickens, farm life, nature...not my jam. Give me ice cold air conditioning over a rolled-down window any day. I'll pick high heels over sneakers every time. Camping? Let's be serious. And yet, here I… Continue reading The Chicken & The Roo